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HAPPINESS IS ALL IN YOUR HEAD
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levelheaded normalday preppers have been stockpiling sensible amounts of coffee and frozen meals for when the world is the same as it usually is
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If you ever want to treat yourself, listen to the last track on The Lion King OST: "Remember" while you're on the loo.
Not only is it a brilliant piece of music, as well as some tasty childhood nostalgia, but at around the 1:25 mark you will imagine Rafiki in your head saying:
And then as you stand up: the triumphant finale music will play and you will feel like you've taken your rightful place as the king of Pride Rock.
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BREAKING NEWS:
Goatman’s bridge will now cost 6 dollars to walk on
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joan baez imitating bob dylan you mean everything to me
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they shouldn't have cast timothee chalamet as bob dylan they should have had 83 year old joan baez dress as him and do her dylan impression for two hours
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Shit man, this wizard war is fucked. I just saw a guy clap his hands together and say "the ten hells" or some similar shit, and every one around him turned inside out, had their tibia explode and then disappeared. The camera didn't even go onto him, that's how common shit like this is. My ass is casting frostbite and level 2 poison. I think I just heard "power word:scrunch" two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
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"Nice girl, I expect?"
"Yes."
The response was not what you would call lyrical, but we Woosters can read between the lines. His eyes were rolling in their sockets, and his face had taken on the colour and expression of a devout tomato. I could see that he loved like a thousand of bricks.
- "Joy in the Morning", P.G. Wodehouse
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What are we fighting for, Sam?
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