I can has buried trezur?
And now, glory on high, I can pretend that this is a picture of Her Majesty.
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- Why I need to quit my job and become a mountaineer.
- Normally I don't forward this crap but...
- Early Friday five.
- Bloody hell, indeed.
- A sad state of affairs.
- I love it when a plan doesn't come together.
- To the shock of all...
- June 23 can't come any faster.
- In the words of the great Homer J. Simpson...
- Belated Friday five.
- Brought to you by Carl's Jr.
- All I need to know, I learned from television.
- I think it starts with P...? Or maybe C.
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