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[09 Feb 2012|02:35pm] |
Guten Tag, meine Freunde. It appears my microwave has developed a bit of a problem. I was attempting to heat up a can of what passes for food these days, and, well...
I am afraid I am not a microwave repairman nor an exorcist, so it would seem I require either a young human sacrifice small enough to fit inside or a new microwave, mes amis. I would be willing to trade quite generously for either. Merci, danke, and thank you very much for your time.
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[28 Jan 2012|12:49am] |
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It is an Edith Piaf sort of night, I believe.
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[20 Jan 2012|06:03pm] |
So it is true. Wir haben das Internet. We have a network, of sorts. Sensationnel. Maravillosa. Wunderbar. To whoever managed this, I applaud you.
Now, does anyone know where a gentleman could get some pipe tobacco? I'm afraid the brand I've been able to procure is, put frankly, utter Scheiße.
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in the dark who can see his face? in the dark who can reach him? he hides like a child, he hides like a child. he keeps his finger on the trigger, he can't stand the day. shoot out the lights, shoot out the lights.
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