-------------------- The philosopher's stone. Those who possess it are no longer bound by the laws of equivalent exchange in alchemy. They gain without sacrifice and create without equal exchange. We searched for it, and we found it.
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-------------------- The philosopher's stone. Those who possess it are no longer bound by the laws of equivalent exchange in alchemy. They gain without sacrifice and create without equal exchange. We searched for it, and we found it.
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-------------------- The philosopher's stone. Those who possess it are no longer bound by the laws of equivalent exchange in alchemy. They gain without sacrifice and create without equal exchange. We searched for it, and we found it.
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-------------------- "This is why you people think I'm so unknowable. You don't listen!" - God, "God, the Devil and Bob"
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-------------------- "I was surprised by the matter-of-factness of Kafka's narration, and the subtle humor present as a result." (Sizer 2005)
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I WAS IN THE FUTURE, IT WAS TOO LATE TO RSVP
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Miss Cleo
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There once was sex. Everyone liked it. Then Jeff Kardde, God, Roma Downey, and Po traveled backwards in formation towards Pittsburgh. First of Two ejaculated when Simon beat himself with a plastic, battery-powered toothbrush. Suddenly, extra-terrestrials exploded. No longer organs, gonads and breasts (as a sexual component was lacking), the flight overseas was infinitesimally delayed by monks. Indefatigable Horatio Hornblower dropped his cat sexually on Captain Kirk's toup�e-fencing prostitute. Yeoman Rand received a vibrator for Sulu but not before he used lubricant. Po slammed his head against First of Two because he enjoyed kinky spelunking. Especially during Star Trek: Insurrection and Late Night Confessions, The 700 Club, but (?) he doesn't masturbate with Tarkalean lubricants. That's Simon's nude potato toy. It slipped off his large ass. Meanwhile, Brannon Braga and Rick Berman vigorously masturbated, looking gay, like Trent Lott-hating Terellian's penises. Pitsburgh's sexiness was bleak, so to improve orgasms, the Steelers banged their cheerleaders mightily. Achieving sexuality hitherto unimaginable, Siegfried proudly prematurely outed Travis Mayweather. Omega kicked himself in desperation because he wanted multitronic teledildonics. So, Liz decided to ease Omega's pain and lust by erasing her offering of kinky electronic technology. Instead, she offered to placate him by replacing his electronic fantasies with the real thing?. However, Liz exploded. Distraught, Omega flung deer at George W. Bush. "Why did she explode? Why!?" "Because it's logical." Bush nuked Texas, played strip-poker, and boinked, before his secretary Susan Ivanova castrated him. "Ducks fly. Eagles fly. Emus taste good. Charles Capps doesn't taste like fried dog anymore," concluded Miss Cleo, who liked
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Edi: Oh, picky picky Jeff
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