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My Father Is A Farmer

..and we work work work the day away.

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A recent post of mine caused a close friend substantial anguish, misery, pain and punishment.

Girl, I'm sorry. Please don't blame him. Blame me instead. I was the catalyst. If it wasn't for me, none of it would have happened. Sorry, yeah?

That dead guy was not kidding when he said hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, balls..

That aside, this is my most prized digital possesion. This elicits at least sixty-two different memories simultaneously, and at least fifty-nine of those are fucktastic ones. This is brotherhood, this is camaraderie. This sums up five years of my life better than anything else can. I've been staring at this the whole day.

Think of everything you love. Think of everyone you hold close to your heart. Your parents, siblings, car, pet hamster, whatever else. Now, multiply all that by infinity. That is how much this means to me
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It was pretty hard to get a hold of this. Thanks, Teng Xiang, for rummaging through the Ed Board room, looking for this. Thanks for scanning it at such a high resolution. You have my eternal gratitude, and that of many more of us.

What exactly is this?

Well.. this.

say it