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    #21
    Originally posted by northernladuk View Post
    Vote for me or you get THE CLAW!!!!!
    Ahhhhhhhhhhhh the claw (for those who remember Toy Story)
    Growing old is mandatory
    Growing up is optional

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      #22
      Originally posted by AtW View Post

      Is this a dagger which I see before me,
      The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
      I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
      Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
      To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
      A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
      Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
      I see thee yet, in form as palpable
      As this which now I draw.
      Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;
      And such an instrument I was to use.
      Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
      Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
      And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
      Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
      It is the bloody business which informs
      Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld
      Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
      The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates
      Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,
      Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
      Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
      With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
      Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
      Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
      Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
      And take the present horror from the time,
      Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
      Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives

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        #23
        I can feel the pips.

        Clegg has me like this!

        I can count on this many voters.
        Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.

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          #24
          gordon brown holds invisible lightbulb


          ?




          igmc


          "Experience hath shewn, that even under the best forms of government those entrusted with power have, in time, and by slow operations, perverted it into tyranny. "


          Thomas Jefferson

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            #25
            Take my strong hand child

            Never has a man been heard to say on his death bed that he wishes he'd spent more time in the office.

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              #26
              ...But most of all, I did it myyyyyyyyyyyyyyy wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
              Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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                #27
                Originally posted by NotAllThere View Post
                ...But most of all, I did it myyyyyyyyyyyyyyy wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
                so true
                Growing old is mandatory
                Growing up is optional

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                  #28
                  Or possibly, on the same theme -

                  Je ne regrette rien.
                  Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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