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constantly amazed
Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: in the labyrinth of shared happiness
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In hell there are no curved lines.
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earth worker
Join Date: May 2006
Location: on the planet
Posts: 5,844
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in hell, nobody holds your hand.
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
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In hell there's no stairway to heaven. No free bird, either.
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landscaping is fun
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: up river and down river
Posts: 4,815
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but millions of bics or zippos!!
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Join Date: Apr 2006
Posts: 2,752
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In hell, only one of two political parties ever win and they are both the same. Wait, hold on!
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: lª m°°n
Posts: 13,853
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we live in the eternal hope that the promising-sounding usernames we see signing up each day are The Sparkly & Shiny Ones, come to save us from one-another. but our hopes are dashed time and again as they always turn out to be spam mongers.
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
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In hell you you can't be saved.
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oi
Join Date: Feb 2008
Posts: 5,208
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In hell every fortune-cookie contains only spam.
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#54 |
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
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In hell Oreo cookies taste like Brussels sprouts.
There may be people who would like that. I wish them the joy of it. .
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oi
Join Date: Feb 2008
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Cheeses Save
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Floating
Posts: 9,204
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In hell there are plenty of gullible folks who want to believe it when some charlatan convinces them that, if they do as he says (usually involving an exchange of money, freedom, and/or power), there is a better life waiting for them after they fry.
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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^That sounds like heaven for the charlatans.
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oi
Join Date: Feb 2008
Posts: 5,208
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In hell, every itch one gets is always on unsratchable places.
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It isn't easy being green
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Earth, apt. 2-B
Posts: 1,113
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In hell, everyone is required to have one root canal performed each week -without novocaine.
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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Unscratchable in the sense that one simply cannot reach them, or in the sense that they're in places one cannot scratch in polite company? Still, how polite could the company be, in hell? So it must be in places where one simply cannot reach them.
In hell people keep asking questions about what you've been clear about, and then go on to conclude that you were right all along.
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