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ending is never.

@Master Radishes - would you like to cohost?

Yep. Pods is a teammate though- you know that.

MAJOR PROPS TO DarthMelvin btw, long-running joke but has serious ability... just doesn't apply it to suit his wincon.

thx fam i appreciate the esteem you put on my words

update: playing with serious fire

it definitely worked. dee left when he couldn't find you.

One has to be in the current environment. Very often in mafia it's the ones you don't know are winning who come out on top in the end.

just gonna drop some sage advice right here out in the open: the act of taking bait can be a reverse-baiting, or a relation whereby the baiter becomes the baitee. the bait is not the worm on the hook but the relationship between the fish, worm, hook, line, rod and fisherman; this can be picked apart and weaponized by the astute player.

i agree. i am beyond caring about office politics. THIS is where all of my psychoanalytical readings really pay off. then bring in the master-slave dialectics and people don't even know what's coming until they do.

been flirting pretty hard with 4-5 different people over the last weeks/months. there's been nothing more than flirting with any of them... and they're people i know professionally, so it's harder to push forward. but i'm thinking about it. i have game but have always been careful about using it. it's like with spiderman: great power, great responsibility and stuff. but i kinda just want some excitement y'know. :/

THE Canuck of the future tbh.

I've been in the situation where I was assaulted and didn't get resolution because people at all levels of things are entirely willing to deny when they can, always. Withholding judgment.

Thanks G. It's a sort of mimicry of the Homer-Virgil-Dante-Milton-Pound epic poem thing, or at least an attempt to start one, so definitely not close to being finished in the sense of its intention, and you're right that what i have needs touching up.

who shan't be

of broken memes.

like Democrats his

funding it. Withdrawn,

I am so angry.

Syntax was bloodied;

"Set mast and sail and set shore behind; The merits of this land are what we bring to new, And the lees be left with same-heritage kind." And the cloth in the wind did flap as it blew, So the captain told us the air and the sea were together, Same as above as below, waves through our hair and lungs, To the fish as ours, and to the ship we trust our life to What save us might from hell's nether, lest we're wrung In a whirlpool or sung into slumber near rocks bidding us our due, The isolation of the sea driving us to lock and tether Or the narcissism, the arrogance of us "Argonauts" Offending Jove to strike us new, our skin to leather. bleh. an exercise at least.

opposite from Sanders.

, Trump echoed Mario,

during the debate.