Sloganeering of Death
80 act play now
Private Vet: how am I still a private, even now?
Vegetal General: now!
There is still a town square. She is 32. He is 31. Together they become 15.
(voiceover, amateurish): the news eludes us.
It was then, eluded by the news, society put a stop to the day's aggression. The
Famine was on!
"Oh, hunger, oh feet! To part with one we must part with the other!"
{The Head Said This}
{Bump . But From The Belly Were Rumblings}
{and from the soul; and from the soul}
In final conclusion orgasm nostalgia afflicted the whole.
In taut summation we came to an agreement of sorts:
Get back to us later.
(no that wasn't it; are we alone now? here's what it is [now turn the page)]
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