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“Chives?”
“Yes, m’lud?”
“Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?”
“Indeed m’lud. She’s marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins.”
“Well, Chives, you’d better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too”
--- Joe 3Heads

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Future First Lady of Cyberspace
Green Robot World
the Canadian half of Minobot!

High Ranking Official of the Realm of Unproductivity and Procrastination, 
Dean of the UUP, First Class member of the order of the Pineapple.

scruffy ambulating reanimated hypothetical vegetarian leigonairre of the undead.  ~ Cav

Look, I've got a cape and a tendency towards violence.  It does not make me a superhero!  ~ Domitella

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“Chives?”
“Yes, m’lud?”
“Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?”
“Indeed m’lud. She’s marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins.”
“Well, Chives, you’d better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too”
--- Joe 3Heads

I'm Matt Cable and I approve this message.
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I'm alright. Don't nobody worry bout me.

I'm Matt Cable and I approve this message.
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I'm alright. Don't nobody worry bout me.

~ We're just babies making up a game, if you're right. But...babies playing a game can make a play-world which licks your real world hollow. That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. ~

Elite Special Force Procrastinator, trained in High Arts of Extended Coffee Breaks and
Master Linguist of the Water Cooler Conversation

I'm Matt Cable and I approve this message.
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I'm alright. Don't nobody worry bout me.

High Ranking Official of the Realm of Unproductivity and Procrastination, 
Dean of the UUP, First Class member of the order of the Pineapple.

scruffy ambulating reanimated hypothetical vegetarian leigonairre of the undead.  ~ Cav

Look, I've got a cape and a tendency towards violence.  It does not make me a superhero!  ~ Domitella

loooooooord, I was booooooorn a ramblin' maaaaaan....

~ We're just babies making up a game, if you're right. But...babies playing a game can make a play-world which licks your real world hollow. That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. ~

Elite Special Force Procrastinator, trained in High Arts of Extended Coffee Breaks and
Master Linguist of the Water Cooler Conversation

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“Chives?”
“Yes, m’lud?”
“Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?”
“Indeed m’lud. She’s marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins.”
“Well, Chives, you’d better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too”
--- Joe 3Heads

~_=_~_=_~_=_~_=_~_=_~

Son of a Monkeyfish...I don't know.

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“Chives?”
“Yes, m’lud?”
“Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?”
“Indeed m’lud. She’s marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins.”
“Well, Chives, you’d better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too”
--- Joe 3Heads

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Superbly Sublime Splendiferous Sterling Shiftmaster of the Realm of Unproductivity and Procrastination
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You are a Player. There are no small parts, only small people, and we suspect that's due to malnutrition endemic to the period. Every night you're a different person, knave or king, man or woman, 875 roles in all. The ones the audience liked got you applause, and the ones they didn't got you pelted rotten vegetables. The theater is a harsh mistress, but you love her dearly. Plus, it beats working for a living!
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'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice
'You must be' said the Cat 'or you wouldn't have come here'

I'm Matt Cable and I approve this message.
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I'm alright. Don't nobody worry bout me.

~ Non-Mod-Amy, aka Amy of the Lost Ark

You are a Bookholder. To prompt, or...LINE! (not to prompt) --not to prompt. That is the question. Whether t'is nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of a bad memory, or to take arms against a sea of textual deviations, and...LINE! (by opposing) --by opposing them...LINE! (end) --end...LINE! (them) --end them...LINE! (to prompt, to correct; no more; and by a correction to say we end the heart-ache of a really terrible performance) You didn't have to give me the whole thing! I know it!

RAWKS.

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“Chives?”
“Yes, m’lud?”
“Is that Ms Ephemera hovering over the croquet lawn?”
“Indeed m’lud. She’s marshalled all the haggle-dans. Missy-twigs and vale-nymphs from Claypole Woods. Apparently she intends to tear this house down and dance on the ruins.”
“Well, Chives, you’d better start the car, what? And pack my tennis things too”
--- Joe 3Heads

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