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Sep 15, 2007 21:09

Mug of tea on desk. Fly getting near.
I tell you, that fly will burn if it goes near my tea. My l33t laser eyes will puncture its sorry little shell and make it rue the day it was born drosophila melanogaster.

Even better, I have a gin sitting on the other table waiting for me to finish my next few hundred words (yeah right whatever) of project.

Hmm. Maybe it can't wait that long.

Damn that fly is DEAD.

Without Dvorak, life would be a worser place.

death most painful, random bibblings, tea

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