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Buddha told a parable in sutra:
A man traveling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine and swung himself down over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him.
Two mice, one white and one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!
BRUTAL FUCKING MURDER!
'Uh, I don't like this kinda talk; the things you've been saying, I think you'd better leave.'
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-Devon, around this one, keep it in yr pants?
&8&8&) What the fuck are you guys talking about? She's a nice girl but she's so far from my style it's not even funny.
*Great Devon, great, now we can all sleep at night. >
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I survived Encephalitus Lethargica and all I got were these lousy Parkinsonian symptoms.
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