I’m going to allow this, diluting my soul further.
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I’m going to allow this, diluting my soul further.
997,419
997, 418.
(Thx)
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looks at Beck with dead empty soulless eyes robbed of life by exhaustion and lack of sleep
dammit
n-nine nine sev-seven f-four one…FIVE!!
Nine hundred and ninety-seven thousand, four hundred and fifteen bottles of beer on the wall
Nine hundred and ninety-seven thousand, four hundred and fifteen bottles of beer
Take one down and pass it around
Nine hundred and ninety-seven thousand, four hundred and fourteen bottles of beer on the wall
(How the hell did they get them to stick to the wall, anyway?)
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9 and one again is the number ten
9 are the months that summer isn’t
7 are the days of the week
4 are the quarters of the wind
0 so round so firm so fully empty
6 comfortably ensconced between five and seven
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