We shall indeed require amazing musical propaganda even in such a midst as this.
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Nobody expects the Nippon Inquisition!
I do hear Mermaid Melody is quite known for its intense, psychologically-driven imagery.
I would most certainly wish my dreams were playable video game levels as well.
It is quite fine to see you are not a Deadpan Sarker in this instance.
At times, it would indeed appear. Ah yes, I have watched a handful of his save state-less Let's Plays and the aforementioned MariAri - of such...
To be or not to be– that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep No more – and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to – ‘tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th’ oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th’ unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.—Soft you now! The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remembered.
Do not worry, sir - it is even prepackaged this time. Sadly, however, it may be a few months or so due to shipping and contraceptive advancements.
Spoiler I do believe this shall be quite helpful with your efforts.
You may describe 3 to 4 of the pages of the Spam Zone in excruciating detail and thus you shall become the William S. Burroughs of your generation.
I do prefer walking on my toes.
Perhaps the statements of the person in question warrant floccinaucinihilipilification.
Ah, I see. Uneventful days can be amusing in such ways at time, I would presume. Indeed, I am aware of it, slightly. It is indeed...
Happy birthday, good sir. I do most certainly hope you shall enjoy your present of a new soap dish - it has been orthopedically treated and shall prove comfortable for future instances of usage.
I shall wish you the most excellent of happy birthdays, good friend, even if you lurk among us simply in spirit. I do believe your cake is secretly an Iwaparesu in disguise.
I would personally be quite surprised that I am currently sitting at Tetsuya Nomura's desk.
Considering such a factor I am indeed quite surprised that the earth has yet to fall out of its orbit.