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| Hot day, just watch out for the grim reaper dripping sidewalk on your shoes. |
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| Classic number: Pulling lumber, coal and hay. Something that you might have learned had elementary schools not cut their music programs. |
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| Improvised on the spot and never repeated, this song attempts to capture the reality of reality, even before 'Fear Factor' aired. |
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| Har always looked out for us. He made frequent trips to the store to stock the latest in non-carne-eating for our in-between moments of starvation. |
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| Most of junior high school spent on learning how to hand fart really paid off eventually. |
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| Nobody really knows what the title of this song means. |
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| Totally unexpectedly a new form of the mind found itself blub-blubbing along inside the pulsating acidtrip of seacreatures lazily taking rides. |
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| Mrs. Molitor. Oh man, what a time! She was very upset when Neal and I said "Yo veo" to mean "I see" for just about everything to anyone who said anything. Finally, she got upset and told us to "Stop saying it wrong!" because they just really don't mean the same thing, and we didn't care, but just liked the way it felt to say it on the tongue and nod the head and disappear inside of inside jokes and non-relevant communication. |
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| Bach to Back, you'll find two minutes of minuets to knock you on your back flying bachwards. |
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| The final word you can have in any conversation is "You know how it is". Everyone either does or does not know, but the finality of the statement lets them have a chance to really feel what you are saying and connect on some level of chance. |