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Dear Papa I recently encountered a problem while visiting the O.P. Chatroom. As many of you know, I'm one for deep discussion.The other day I was partaking in a philosophical debate. When I found myself in dire need of a grilled cheese emoticon. I was always under the impression that the grilled cheese emoticon was the 8th one in on the bottom row. Last edited by Hiporlacking 10-12-2010 at 04:34:29 AM |
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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