My wrist is tired from all this typing.
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My wrist is tired from all this typing.
YOUR wrists? How do you think I feel?
The mother wrests the knife from the child.
The mother then rests with the knowledge that the companion cube will not threaten to stab her.
My personality bests yours.
You're all being pests.
All of us pests have different pasts.
Pass me the ball! I'm wide open!
Whoops, I dropped the bass.
Dropped the bass? It must've had some mass.
It did have some mass. Trust me, it was all a mess.
What a mess. You can't miss it.
In the land of mist and snow, the ship sails through.
I have the most awesomeness of all.
L1N3R1D3R's metaphorical ship must have a mast. Ooh, two in one. Oh well, start from whichever one you like.
Also, on a slightly related note, notice how we've gone from 'bird' over 142 pages, to 'mast', or 'must'?
That is the most odd thing Ive seen this morning, Protoraptor.
Whoops! Time to go smash a bust.
A bird in the hand is worth 2 in the bush.
Why the rush?