Though what I think was the last time at least at the grace to be childish and in Latin. Nevertheless. A riddle: what does everyone take, but almost no one want?
Shits.
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December 30, 2009
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"Yet clearly in that almost all his hope..."
Posted by: son1 | December 31, 2009 at 10:04 AM
We must respect the infinite variety of human desires.
Posted by: ben | December 31, 2009 at 10:08 AM
The blog fidelity
you hardly meant has come to be
your final blazon, and to prove
your almost-instinct almost true:
What will survive of us is ... unspeakable.
Posted by: son1 | December 31, 2009 at 10:21 AM