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Cienna Samiam
Bah.
Join date: 13 Mar 2005
Posts: 1,316
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04-19-2005 21:27
Thanks, folks. 
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Champie Jack
Registered User
Join date: 6 Dec 2003
Posts: 1,156
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04-19-2005 23:24
but the floor was wet with spilled beer and I slipped. That's how I got dirty...I just slipped, really
damn, I wish I were clean
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Eggy Lippmann
Wiktator
Join date: 1 May 2003
Posts: 7,939
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04-20-2005 04:16
Prokofy is harmless. The FIC will remain in control. A new generation of feted is in training as we speak. Our hegemony will be preserved.
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Ananda Sandgrain
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Join date: 16 May 2003
Posts: 1,951
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04-20-2005 08:33
OK, I'm not sure I get the point here. I read the story and I kept thinking the real problem the person walking into the bar faces is that he's unwilling to grant human beingness and respect to anyone except the poet. This is why he keeps having to fight.
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Fading Ennui
Registered User
Join date: 20 Apr 2005
Posts: 22
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04-20-2005 09:19
and sometimes... I bet... some of the clean people drop by to see just how dirty the other guy is getting trying to clean up the morons. Not just to see the poet anymore. So, there is an element here of responsibility for the others as well.
In any case it reminds me of a song... very old I am sure - sing it out!
One evening in October, when I was one-third sober,
An' taking home a ‘load' with manly pride;
My poor feet began to stutter, so I lay down in the gutter,
And a pig came up an' lay down by my side;
Then we sang ‘It's all fair weather when good fellows get together,'
Till a lady passing by was heard to say:
‘You can tell a man who "boozes" by the company he chooses'
And the pig got up and slowly walked away.
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