22.3.10

"If you can't be drawn to my quarters, do I part the sea and split? I treat my objects like women but I'm as Oedipal as you are Eve"


"Now, if I tap-test the mic, and tell you all,
I’ll know the cassettes of our joy are socked away
in the secret drawers of my boudoir. O you
can’t tell someone just how lonely he is,
but a moorhen sure can."


"Colonel Sanders didn't lick his fingers to the bone just so you could go it alone"


"I think you'll agree with me here, the lake's so clear you can see yourself to the door"

- jeramy dodds

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