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Friday, August 1, 2008

Pud Pud in Weird World

The spontaneous generation of dynamite,
the silhouette of passage,
or the option of self-replication:
Ultimately, a problem of art, not of science.
A big bang indeed.

I must find a more suitable host body.
Posted by gutboy at 3:04 PM

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  • ▼  2008 (20)
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      • Vox pops
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      • I'd walk a mile for a Camel-toe
      • Mike the Headless Chicken
    • ▼  August (1)
      • Pud Pud in Weird World
    • ►  May (1)
      • She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.
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      • Somebody get me a CLERIC!
      • 420
      • Workers sick from pig-brain mist
      • Major Spliff
      • so much we did'nt know
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      • the knife edge
      • get back into the groove
      • Merry Spockmas
      • The Blue Darts
      • Brussels Sprouts Cause Trouser Shouts
      • Poem found in sci fi forum
      • A message from Tucks (formerly Anusol)
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