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Originally Posted by atisketatasket
No worries. I hereby appoint you the Official Couch Cryonics Czar.
No money, but a extra-soft (or firm, however you roll) Couch cushion for your back.
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I'll take the soft one thanks  And can I have a scepter? I'll use it to reach across and poke Stopdog's newspaper.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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