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look I'm not gonna pretend I know anything about electronics, but sometimes a plug is so big it blocks another socket, and I'm always like "who the fuck do you think you are"
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look I'm not gonna pretend I know anything about electronics, but sometimes a plug is so big it blocks another socket, and I'm always like "who the fuck do you think you are"
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20thcenturyvole · 12 hours ago
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Sometimes a Make Some Noise prompt hits too close to home.
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Old bones
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let’s go kill dracula, take his teeth and turn them into earrings
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20thcenturyvole · 1 day ago
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Reading the Scholomance trilogy for the first time fresh off a Temeraire reread really feels like Naomi Novik grabbing you by the shoulders and saying, “I hope you were taking notes during those nine books about the horrors of imperialism because I've got a new angle and we're taking it from the top.”
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So sad that I don't win this year's pumpkin competition :(
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20thcenturyvole · 1 day ago
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Wait, I have something to give you!
[The heebie jeebies has been added to your inventory]
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The King In Yellow by Grivetart
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa."
The King in Yellow -- Robert W. Chambers
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