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Hurry it up you Hoosier bastard! I could hang a dozen men while you're screwing around.
Hurry it up you Hoosier bastard! I could hang a dozen men while you're screwing around.
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
I am still progressing.
I am still progressing.
Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving read more
Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool - good luck.
What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
What we know is not much; what we do not know is immense.
You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just read more
You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just a fact of life. You just have to accept inconsistent muscle development as an unalterable condition of weight training. -- Response to Arthur Jones, who solved the unsolvable problem by inventing Nautilus.
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more
I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, read more
A little while and I will be gone from among you, when I cannot
tell. From no where we came, into nowhere we go. What is life? Itis a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo inthe winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
