I have no idea what made me think of this song . . .
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This should be the best time of life, but . . . (instead, we are become flaming squid huggers)
Look: I am eager to learn stuff I don't know--which requires actively courting and posting smart disagreement.
But as you will understand, I don't like to post things that mischaracterize and are aimed to mislead.
-- Brad Delong
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The perfect accessory for the trombone player who is upset by the person in the front row of the dinner club who just won't shut up talking to her chums at the top of her voice3. Turn the knob, click the button, and we have *ignition*! Foosh! One less froofroo bimbo who shoulda gone to a bar instead of a jazz club if all she was gonna do was talk...
- Badtux the Rabid Penguin
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