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A plea, composed in run-on sentence
Colin Meloy, get out of my head for a while. I love you man, you're as cerebral and adorable as you can be, I have a geek girl crush on you a mile wide (replacing my ardor for Steven Page of BNL somewhat), and you can make me want to wallow in doomed love forever, but I need to sleep sometimes. -
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Dear Entitlement Poisoned Hipster Parents ( Read more... ) -
How do they rise up?
This is the fifth annual post in recognition of the Glorious 25th of May. Please rise as we sing the Ankh-Morpork City Anthem ( Read more... ) -
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Dear immune system,
You suck. I've been sick since last Thursday, and I'M STILL SICK. I hate you.
No love,
AG
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