sometimes i like to think of nanoswarms in the long heat-senescence of the universe scavenging our deep-buried landfills for chemical energy, finding a bottle of Snapple, glass flowed thin, glutting themselves, whole days of full-speed cognition for thousands of discrete civcells
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Used to be Snapple didn't even exist. Now yous gots so much you can throws it away just because it's expired. Must be fuckin' nice.
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a veritable embarrassment of riches we enjoy, now, in the salad days of Snapple
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That makes a frightening amount of sense.
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