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Me vs The Battle of Hastings
The synaptic firings of a complex neuronal jelly digitized for your benefit.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
In rememberance of Billy Mays
I love TF2
Monday, June 22, 2009
Seriously, it's the only way I get my news nowadays
Sunday, June 21, 2009
I laughed/cried so hard I had saline streaming through my chest hair
All the audio came from a game called Team Fortress 2
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A quivering mass of neurons stored on a dusty shelf in a jar of cerebrospinal fluid. A single dying 9 volt battery with corroding contacts powers the filmy container. A lone led winks on and off, casting dim shadows against the storeroom walls.
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