somerled
Seriously. A measuring tape! What kind of gift is that?
| The government wrapped up and gave me a measuring tape. |
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| They should remodel this stodgy old club in full-ahead steampunk. |
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| He smashed the violin and used its splinters to light the others on fire. |
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| Instead of the promised cruise, I was conscripted into galley slavery. |
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| Here you can see the vastness that used to be forest, and lumber trails like cloud outlines. Let's imagine dragons. |
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| A sailboat in doldrums, a splinter in front of the tanker. |
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| Heading to a poetry open mic. Propose a drinking game! |
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| I think her hair is alive! And certainly purple. |
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| @HollyGrande GUILTY! she yells, before the trial even starts. |
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| @Adri Internet demands pix. No better way to do nothing! |
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| The garbage can contains treasure: the wireless password, handwritten on a discarded length of receipt stock. |
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| Hellifax is up to its usual pranks. The only Internet cafe in this "international" airport is closed. |
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| A gusty day in Hellifax. Did my luggage come with me? |
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| My whole twitter universe is traveling and or recovering from a cold. My playlist is music to make out to, then slit one's wrists. |
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| Clear skies. A nice day to fly to Halifax. With luck I will be sailing by this afternoon. |
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| Can topology work as webcomic material? I guess I'll find out. It's hard to connect with people after math. |
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| First you build places to go. Then you build reasons to go there. |
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| You've been kind as always, Mississauga. But I'm late for a wedding. So see you next time! |
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| We're in the business of Serious Business. |
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