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A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, read more
A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.
They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.
They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes read more
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes round, and he that laughs at me today will have somebody to laugh at him tomorrow.
Prince Charles and his son William worked off their Christmas dinner yesterday by trying to blast some small furry creatures read more
Prince Charles and his son William worked off their Christmas dinner yesterday by trying to blast some small furry creatures to pieces.
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The Cincinnati policeman was using his nightstick
like a posthole digger.
(in reference to the death by ruptured kidney
and read more
The Cincinnati policeman was using his nightstick
like a posthole digger.
(in reference to the death by ruptured kidney
and other factors after the clubbing of Nathaniel Jones
by 2 Cincinnati policemen).
If it looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit, you don't have to actually eat it to read more
If it looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit, you don't have to actually eat it to know it's shit.
Calculated risks of abuse are taken in order to preserve higher values.
Calculated risks of abuse are taken in order to preserve higher values.
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake read more
A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs,,
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, you're hurt exclaim.
