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Originally Posted by Bombard
My voices say your voices are giving you good advice.
wait....
My voices also say they want cookies.
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OMg (not God... more like a lower case un-diety kinda god... like the hammer gods or the range god.. or the demonstration gods kinda un-diety)...
My wife makes cookies and is making them right now for the CCW class we are teaching tommorrow....  .... the voices are confused... Les Baer TRS or the SRP... in bear coat or hard chrome....AAARRRRGGGHHHH  ..... MAKE UP YOUR MIND...no your other mind...shut up... who was that... stop that... the paranoids are out to get both of me...... 
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"Under the table Greebo sat and washed himself. Occasionally he burped.
Vampires have risen from the dead, the grave and the crypt, but have never managed it from the cat."
"Greebo turned upon Granny Weatherwax a yellow-eyed stare of self-satisfied malevolence, such as cats always reserve for people who don't like them, and purred. Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr"
Greebo the Cat - Terry Pratchett "Witches Abroad"
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