vain lost and guatrded.
look i better go fuind some double trouble in the hospital of those people.
pls rezone the hitchhikers of flatearth….nymphs or nymths.
prepare,travel to,arrive at,set up base camp,explore.
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Long Awkward Pause, a self-styled “humor mag of sorts,” is an up-and-comer in the collaborative blog space. Founders Chris and Chowderhead bring together great new voices like Hacker. Ninja. Hooker. Spy.’s Aussa and funny favorites like Blurt’s Omawarisan to create an always entertaining, frequently sidesplitting mix.
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Night falls slowly, painfully on the flight deck westbound. Chasing the sun but losing, sunset grudgingly unfolds in slo-mo, Pat Summerall running color commentary: “Oh my, that’s not how it’s supposed to happen.” A burning lip flecked with cobalt, shafts of charcoal stolen from the blue promising a stormy beating for a landscape miles away, yet you know, feel, what you can’t see. Darkness comes in withering shades and declining latitudes, searing the horizon, azure overtaking the florid arc as if the smoldering, sighing sun just didn’t give a damn anymore.
Entropy flies in the cargo belly: chickens–baby chicks breathing through air holes in cardboard cartons, never imagining themselves winging 500 knots across the ground–and radioactive material (aft compartment), tagged bags and other stuff, plus a tissue sample on dry ice rushing to doctors on the sunset coast, deciding if someone in the eastern darkness can live or die, or…
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daytrippinghh is one bad zoid.