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Dearest Guru, I humbly ask:
Are you as amused by LordEden's malapropism as I am? Did you even see it? Your answer suggests to the contrary, though I suppose you may have just been acting polite.
Also, did you take my ladle with the red handle? I can't seem to find it anywhere.
And finally, why is it that although I walk for miles I never actually seem to get anywhere?
As you can see, I have been hoarding my queries in anticipation of your triumphant return.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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