Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, October 10, 2000

J2: What's wrong with me? Am I being genetically altered??
Me: Yes. They're programming you in your sleep.
J2: Cool. How do you explain the first quirk, though?
Me: That was the beta testing. It didn't work quite the way they expected.
J2: What, they said: "He'll never make a chef; hey, how about a serial killer!"?

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