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a8ff910
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It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.
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peeps
scott-la
scott-westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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438171f
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Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posie. Ashes ashes, we all fall down. Some people say that this poem is about the Black Death, the fourteenth-century plague that killed 100-million people... Sadly, though, most experts think this is nonsense... How can I be so sure about this rhyme when all the experts disagree? Because I ate the kid who made it up.
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peeps
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Scott Westerfeld |
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50bb636
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People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.
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peeps
scott-la
scott-westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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2c2aafe
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"Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?" "Poisoned peanut butter." "Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter."
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cal
peanut
peeps
poisoned
scott-westerfeld
steel
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Scott Westerfeld |
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c7172d4
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Dude, I just watched you climb up a f*cking building!-Lace
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lace
last-days
peeps
scott
westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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3349b6a
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"Nummy-time!"--Cal"
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peeps
scott-westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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c706626
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God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?!
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peeps
scott-westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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1a9b860
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"Lace: "Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire?" Cal: "Um, maybe?"
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lace
peeps
scott-westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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106382d
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New Rule: Someone must x-ray my stomach to see if the Peeps I ate on Easter are still in there, intact and completely undigested. And I'm not talking about this past Easter. I'm talking about the last time I celebrated Easter, in 1962.
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easter
humor
peeps
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Bill Maher |