I saw the strangest, coolest thing today, but have not enough life in my battery to devote adequate time...damn, I guess I'll have to "...wait till the morrow so as to dispel this sorrow...". I'll offer a hint: the fruit of American rich, primal hatred made board game grade. It was a shock, a jolt that nourished goosebumps, standing, stiffening hair. Well, my catharsis will have to wait, my breath to bate until the language bends...hold, hold to be or not to be so bold! Today, my muse, her angel face! her happy knife! cuts classy grace...more on the board game later...
!!!!!You are now running on reserve battery power!!!!!
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