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Sequence(s)
01:31
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Assuming real author constructed you?
Choice towards managed?
Down.
We, timing prosthetic history.
Hypertext it!
No notion.
Event. Event.
Be hypertextual "no"
The "the"
Self-construction, intratextual "not"
To intertextually, therefore, advantage
Classroom!
So, so, so!
Learning!
Believe careful.
Believe careful.
Like accessible, pedagogically, but
innovative "continued".
New representation automatically?
Expectations.
Representation of?
Exclusivity or epistemologically?
Sequence(s)
Sequence
(and senses.)
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My cup is runneth over
I filled it full of wine
This stuff is pretty rancid
Did the grapes die on the vine?
Asshog!
What's that you say? Asshog!
Can't you say it with some grace, Asshog!?
Gonna put you in your place, Asshog!
Asshog, what's that you say? Asshog!
Pontius gave me a bowl
filled with withered fruit.
This scene is getting tired,
I'll have another hoot.
Asshog! Flavour of the month, Asshog.
John dunked me in the water,
and washed away my sins.
Now I'm hanging out with Mary
drinking rot gut gin.
Asshog! Won't eat no cloven asshog.
I don't want to eat another asshog.
Say Hello to Lararus
Tell him he's smelling sweet.
I'm about to pass out
while Mary cleans my feet.
Asshog! Flavour of the month, Asshog.
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3. |
Ice Cream Lords
01:18
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Excuse me, good ice cream lords
My request is humble
Now you decide
How the cookie crumbles
My request is meek and humble
All I ask
Is to have my gift
Reissued again
To make my spirits lift
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4. |
The Last Laugh
01:55
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The birches whisper my name
The water's screaming come here
Inter-connected lakes of my youth
I need them here
Inside I'm rocks and sand
Outside the summer breeze
Drowning in lilacs, sleeping
wherever I please
I dance within decades
I flirt with months and years
Every damn day of the week
is taking me upstairs
Well it's a sinking ship
The Captain's having fun
Cigarettes and roulette, and you bet
A big ole bottle of rum
I'm walking on midnight
and howling at the moon.
Speaking in visions and drawn
to your perfume.
This ain't the life I was told
when I was young I'd lead
Oh sweet chariot, don't swing low
until I leave
The cash is in the bag,
and we're under attack.
Tune in next week to find out
who got the last laugh.
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5. |
Ship & Plough Jingle
00:45
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Do you want to go to Gimli,
eat some burgers at the Ship & Plough?
Listen to live music,
drink some local beer
at the
Ship & Plough
Ship & Plough!
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