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WAR is a cumulative stat.

It used to be 'have you served, son?' Now it's all 'can I get some service here?' And 'I know you don't think I'm paying your salary. I am not - I'm paying your boss - and he did it a shit job hiring you'. He should pay the two of us instead - for having to put up with each other. It'd be a love-hate thing... Everything is... 

War is also a word that describes a state of bloodshed, pain and human misery.

Summa summarum. War is Life. Doesn't it quite cover it? 

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Wins Above Replacements

Conor told me about him being a repeating first time offender... And I'm like: "Dude?"

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I don't know about all the dodgy things he's been up to. I wasn't there. For most of it anyways.

I have seen him break stuff on telly. And in person.
Different times. Different places. Different people. It's not the same thing. It never is. A first time for everything. There always is.

 

When and where? Figures... Names and dates... Bad dates... Good places... Top people... 
Why? Ah, well...

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He went on about history and its pervservation. And a bunch of other stuff. You know... The usual... But that one caught my attention... It's like the first time he mentioned that. And yet he's been saying all these years.
Again. Anew. I think. 

He passed out before could ask what he meant. Possibly. Maybe he wasn't drinking enough... Dehydration... Happens all the time - people do and say all kinds of crazy shit when they're low on water or fuel.

I guess it's just something we do. By choice. Not by our choice. A default option. Forget and re-invent. Improve. Ignore. A flaw forgot is a flaw not had. A mistake unremembered, a mistake undone. 
A tree never made any noise. For the forest was gone before it had a chance to grow. The tree. It could have been a park. It's a parking now. A lot. 

They named a place after Franky D. (probably several - but we're not talking about those).

A square. And then after Steven. 

Because someone gives a crap? 

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They kinda laugh it off... as not funny... we used to... I do... it's still silly... 

Some kind of political introversion. Or some other version. 

Re-inventing the wheel makes it fashionable again. It worked with watches... They have wheels... sorta...

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Despite having a reinvented phone that's a computer for twice the price. We now wear watches again. I thought about getting something for the wrist myself. Like one without a battery. Hard to believe such things exist...

You used to need a cable to connect. Like a phone to a wall. Sockets. Or a computer to a phone.

Now you only need a cable to stay connected. Like a human to a device. Plugs. Phone hooked up to a computer. 

And now? Not even that. 

A generation hard-wired to be wireless. No strings attached. Not puppeteer. No puppet master. No puppets. No sesame streets. Maybe on bun. It's incredible. It's a bit of a muppet show, though. 
Power banks in favour of blood banks.

Less contamination. Less containment. Entertainment. On the go. 

Go with the flow. 

Oh, Joshua wants to know; if you believe it in your head... 

I can go...

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Allegedly there's an infinite number of places to go - the world's your oyster. 

Who, amongst you, wants to live in an oyster? Any takers? 

I'll have to eat it otherwise... Got to make room for one more.

Any vegan takers?

 

The world's their aubergine? An egg-fucking-plant? Or how does that work?

Bon Appetit! I'll have that - with grated cheese, please. No bacon. And, yes, of course it's to go. Who are you, that you have so much time? That you thought I could... 
Can't you see how busy the place is? There's no seats. Ah, I'm sorry - I didn't realise you worked here. I thought you were just... What are you?  I'm... Not sure... 

It's statistically significant insignificance. Negligible negligence. Reform the format. Reformat the norm. Renorm. Uniform... you get the gist...

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Replacement... outplacement... some place meant... We meant to... Born to loose - dying to win... A lost cost, you say? Ah, lost cause... 

I'll have you know. They're the same thing... Monetarily speaking. As in, truth be told... If you're interested. No? Oh, you're not...

 

No I don't have the time - my arm fell asleep two weeks ago... 

I never bothered the wake the sucker up - he looked so peaceful...  Dressed in blue...

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No, I don't appreciate you calling me a one-armed bandit... 

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See? Two middle fingers for you right here...

 

It's the bandit part I minded...

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The rest is just nonsensical.