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In the time it took you to write that you could have installed Linux and had a better idea than any of this back and forward.

A spider bit my toe right as I was falling asleep. Decided I would deal with it in the morning.

Fortunately that was the case.

Oh no! Anyway...

Star Ptrek.

Once you realise the so called "sun" is really flat, the answer becomes obvious.

They pipe the oxygen in from behind the sun.

Colloidal silver?

Yeah. Looked at my arm and thought "which one is the special freckle?"

Well that's not good.

Magpies: We can reach an agreement.

Plovers: No negotiation, no quarter, no retreat.

They don't even drink chat.

"beasts of the field"... What is this? Reads like some Klan shit.

A few sentences later. Oh.

It was in fact built that way