#Alliteration
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trashgoblin7 · 6 months ago
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Charles wanted to be called Dead Dude Detectives, but Edwin didn’t understand.
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doctor-seamonster · 3 months ago
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Here's some things you might not know about elon musk!
His ancestors were Dutch colonials in what is now South Africa and he was born in 1971, the year of the pig on the Chinese zodiac.
One of his business ventures is named "The Boring Company", a pun about how they manufacture drilling equipment.
He's also well known for being ill-mannered and crass, while also being tedious and uninteresting company.
Which means that Elon Musk is a boring boorish boer boar bore.
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worldbuildingwanderlust · 26 days ago
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Stimulation
Shattered by
SIlence
Sounds so
Serene
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pabuthefirecat · 8 months ago
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Fuzzy fluffy furball faces
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⏳... following further frustrating photos ...⌛
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Finally, fine feline faces!
For Friday Fun
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doorhanginoffthehinges · 3 months ago
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neil, tfc: i don’t do drugs
abby: that’s sounds like something someone who does drugs would say
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prinxlegolass · 2 months ago
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6000 years
6000 years
And on Earths 6000th birthday he found out he wasn't his...?
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dougielombax · 29 days ago
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Maybe the real Mystery of Mildenhall Manor was the friends we made along the way.
What?
What do you MEAN he’s glowing again?
I don’t-
Oh…
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*gazed at him glowing in utter bafflement and powerlessness, transfixed*
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jvgsjeff · 3 months ago
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Pascal popped up to provide some profound prose pertaining to ants.
See today's alliterative blog entry.
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violetsanders · 3 months ago
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I have a slight feeling that Logan may like alliterations, as twice now (to my knowledge) he has taken common phrases and turned them into alliterations.
Such as:
Thinking cap- conjugating cap
And
Break a leg- Fracture a femur (honestly really like that one)
Sorry, I don't know the episodes these are first said in, but if you find more examples, please say them!
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acklum · 7 months ago
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Push me
and I fall far and fast
in a maelstrom of momentum
tumbling towards the terrible
distance
of despair.
Shout
and air ascends around me
thick with the threat of thunder
Bright bolts burn
flashing
from fingertips
Leave
and the way the wind whistles
through mists of madness makes me
forget to feel fear
I’m finally fading
and falling
still
-acklum
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redularium · 2 months ago
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Hollis so lovely :]
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Lucky is helpful :]
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plus doodles that i probably wont finish
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rhunedhel · 28 days ago
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This is a short snippet from my ongoing translation of Sir Gawain and the Green Knght.
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grimfox · 8 months ago
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whispers
sunlight slinking sultry down in dreamy, daring waves
which wash upon us, uplift everything to evade ennervation
matching marooned matrices of ceaseless sighing
seperation
augur ancient, aching
fade the failure farther
susurration
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smokeys-house · 1 year ago
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Paper pirate Puukko stashing her pilfered plunder + some shots of where she's staying on my desk
Thank you so much @wonieart !! 💖
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rubbish78 · 2 years ago
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blurry, bratty babe Frank Iero performing ‘You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us In Prison’ live from MTV2 $2 Bill 2005 (x)
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lebuc · 1 year ago
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on the precipice
* standing on the precipice of the rest of my life  as are you -
wondering if apprehension, resignation, expansionism, naturalism or stoicism
will be my running buddy, confidante, consigliere, wingmanperson, foil or comic relief
while i continue to tread tamped time with intrepid steps in sneakers
eschewing stiff soles & sore toes, scuff marks on treasured terra;
a sub-macro goal for this simple soul.
someone said you never walk alone,
except when you're trying to collect a debt, then -
it's o solo mios 'til you get the cheetos.
nonetheless, it's a rarity to quest without an angel or devil by your side ( not on your shoulders, like in the 'toons...)
also known as having an ace up your sleeve, a good luck charm in your pocket, or the blues' lament of being born under a bad sign.
so, who's the wingperson to help me pull the pretty premise ( & their friends ) from the providential bar or club to take home & romance?
my money’s on authentic naturalism, if i was a bettin man...
that's my burgeoning novel's projection & i'm sticking to it. peace. * 7/23 - lebuc - on the precipice
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