Now, sir, mark;— Whoever's here, would fain be private here; Whoever's here, depend on't, tell I can;— Whoever's here, depend on't, tell I will not.
It's Christmas at ground zero / Now the missiles are on their way / What a crazy fluke / We're gonna get nuked / On this jolly holiday
just denied unguided evolution and attacked strongly on neoatheists
The temptation is to regard him [John Ogdon] as an idiot savant, a big talent bottled inside a recalcitrant body and accompanied by a personality that seems not just unremarkable, but almost entirely blank.
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