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  1. Without pain, you do not know that you are alive.
  2. Pain. Simple pain. Never once did it enter into the Wood before, and yet life is filled with pain. Only the dead are completely without.
  3. And Pooh rollled & rolled 'till he was black all over...
  4. Who is Sanders? I'm often asked this. Well, he still resides in the woods. Watching. Waiting...
  5. Tut, tut, feels like rain.
  6. So, in that dark corner of the wood we find, not coincidentally, a large fetid pool of dark molasses.
  7. Did you know that in 1919 a tidal wave of molasses swept through Boston, killed 21 people, and injured 150? I find this strangely amusing.
  8. Within the 100 acre woods is a dark corner. A very dark corner.
  9. AAAAARrrrrrgggggghhhh... My Brain Is Filled With Maggots!
  10. Perhaps I have complained enough. Perhaps it is time to begin writing anew; untainted by the painful distortions of the past...
  11. A hard part of my demise was learning of new entertainments since; having discovered "video", I remain shocked by further "Pooh" travesties
  12. Having discovered "Winnie-the-Pooh on management" in a rubbish bin, I'm inclined to be even further dead than previously reported.
  13. Being dead gives you perspective, if nothing else
  14. The death. The Dead! Ah... And yet I have to be tortured by such as "The Tao Of Pooh"...and horribly..."The Te Of Piglet"...Kill Me AGAIN!
  15. I have decided that Eeyore was likely always somewhat dead.
  16. Poor piglet. Ah piglet. How long, do you think, before he snaps? How long, before only blood and brains will feed his need for revenge?
  17. Poor Christopher Robin. In the end,his education would have been better served by stories of battles with the undead. We will remedy this.
  18. This morning I found myself somewhat deceased. Unable to remedy the situation, I have decided write. As such, we begin... again.