A long time ago, in an universe long away, music was created in locked coal bunkers by children in old wedding dresses, who knew nothing but the language of coal and bleak blackness, compared to today's children taking LSD in fields of wild flowers. This is one such not the worst of the terribly bad, only through suffering can you know joy, your well; combed.

implode

at the bottom of my garden I have ants, they've got a banging sound system, and every EVERY night, they're raving.

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