Being a collection of nonsense culled from everyday experience.
Fields have eyes but woods have ears.
As metaphors go, it doesn't hold a candle to the light fantastic at the end of the tunnel.
I may not be able to describe the processes in the heart of the sun, but I can still be warmed in its light.
Everything is a cynosure if you look the other way.
Save the rain florists!
Error statement: Expected unqualified id before if.
I save my egg collection in a special albumen.
Cause of death? Life.
Retort: I bet I could fix you with one line of code.
T-Shirt Idea: Excellent Shirt of the Wolf: +2 Movement, +2 Charisma
I was looking for a good alias and found Nyquist.
GOAL: To make music under the sign that erases it.
I've got a rootkit in my brain!
The sun plays havoc with our glorified calculators.
Our house still rocks as earwitness to the thunder.
Today I venture under this sign: The Three Of Crows.
And fireland was ablaze.
Game idea: Several individuals, whose origins are mysterious and purpose unknown, engage in unauthorised activities inside the demilitarised zone. No wait, that's been done. And it wasn't a game.
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