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o my sistren and brethren, I say unto you that this very morning at the summit of the dome of the 'tide, I looked upon the face of the long-awaited missing grubbling, the young-but-not-youngest moses, here to lead his clan of grubbs to glory, and I bring you the redundant news that said face much resembles the facsimile thereof hereon, so we can establish, with the greatest certainty, two things, that moses is a) here, and b) looks like himself. amen.
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Re: the new aeon
Thu, November 20, 2003 - 5:11 PMdid you ask him to split an english muffin? please say you didn't. -
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Re: the new aeon
Sat, November 22, 2003 - 3:32 PM>did you ask him to split an english muffin? please say you didn't
no, but now I'm wishing I did.
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