by kpeavey » Tue 18 Mar 2008, 06:33:14
I boiled up a brisket last week. Not being one to waste a pot full of Love, I used the leftover stock to cook some beans. The beans were so good, if you tossed them in the air, they would come down as sunshine,
If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face--for ever."
-George Orwell, 1984
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twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
-George Yeats