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Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel
i was groaning on the inside...  |
Are you sure that wasn't your tummy contemplating Blue cheese and Garlic stuffed portebellini mushrooms, served with fruity, spiced moroccan-style couscous? Or perhaps roast vegetables served with pesto tossed riccioli and a glass of really smooth chianti riserva? Or a plate of fresh baked bread, unsalted butter, the finest cheeses served on a bed of ever-so lightly dressed frissee and a glass of just chilled chablis?
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Originally Posted by montsnmags
I am the local barfly, not to mention the local barkeep, and I say that if you don't press the big red button that says, "DO NOT PRESS", nor drink the drink that specifically says "DRINK ME" (nor the food that says "EAT ME", though please take no notice of the t-shirts that do so), you'll never pass through the things between the things that are known and the things that are unknown. Eleventy to one, baby. One in eleventy. No one here gets out [something that rhymes with "eleventy" and means "alive"].
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See? You should never trust the voices in your head.
Trust me.
I know wherewith I speak.