There Are Four Lights

There Are Four Lights. There are not five lights. There are not three lights. Four is the number of lights we have. Six is right out.

If we think handedly about the forking of the supercluster we cannot find that we have found anything that has to do with Cardassia. There, I said it. Or did I?

It.

We can stage a runaway golf cart marathon!

Blue bunnies sublate phenomenological crabapples with the force of ninethousandtonsofsteelworkers.

i will not kiss your fucking flag!

In Rod we trust. In cod we rust. In plod we must. In fraud we thrust.

I had a friend named Judas

Who ha you thought this was going to be a limerick well you were wrong you were dead wrong not alive wrong but dead wrong please hit me with a fish you good sir, HIT ME WITH A SALMON! HIT ME WITH HALIBUT! Hit me! wºø† ß!å|<¡äç! one

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