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ݱ30 Mar 90±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±_ROR_-_ALUCARD_±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±Ý? Þ°
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Ý Ý A Þ°
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Ý SHROOM08.DOC A Trip To The Land Of Else part 8 Ý ?Þ°
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Ý The Meaning Of A ßßßßß°
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Ý Tfile Þ°
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Ý RoR - Alcucard Distribution Þ°
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ÜÜÜÜÜ Centere Þ°
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Ý? Þ ??? - RoR - Þ°
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Ý A Þ_____________________________________________________________________Þ°
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Ý ?Þ Shawn-Da-Lay Boy Productions, Inc.úúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúÞ°
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°°°The Pirates' Hollow - 415/236/2371°°The Electric Pub - 415/236/4380°°°°
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°Primary Drop Sites°°°°°°Rat Head - 415/524/3649°°°°°Primary Drop Sites°°°
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This is a test of the Emergency Shifting Relief!
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Are you ready for a Test?
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Have you studied? You haven't put THIS one off have you?
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Well, whether you're ready or not.....here goes!
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I finally decided to write this file about what about the
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definition of RoR - Alucard is. After so many years talking about this
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subject, I think we should just get it all out in the open....
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It means ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!
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.........and
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It means ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING!
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I told you this would be simple and straight forward, now didn't I?
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You see.....Everything and Nothing are the same thing. It's all
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the little stuff in between that makes the difference.
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{this is a subliminal message}
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It's the BIG secret....which really isn't so big 10,000 years later.
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It has to do with the kiwi fruit.
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I makes no sense, yet at the same time, makes you wiser.
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It tastes like an orange...but smells like a telephone.
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It's SMALL and BIG! It's WIDE and THIN! It's DIRTY and CLEAN!
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It's EVIL and it's GOOD.
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It isn't blue and it might be purple......but then again....I
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lie.
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You can see it but it will blind you. You can fight it, but
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it would kill you. You couldn't catch it on fire, and it's
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couldn't burn you.....but it carries a knife!
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It's HERE and THERE and EVERYWHERE! It's a DESTINATION, it's a
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STARTING POINT! It's a space.
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It's the FORCE, it's with you........
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{subliminal message here}
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It's loves you and it hates you.
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It's like, "Excuse me Sir, can you answer a few questions?"
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"Why, sure......"
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"What is the qautrip factor of nil? Or Zil, Phil, or Quil...same equation."
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"Uh...........................<ZONE! ZONE! ZONE! ZONE!>..............
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"As I thought........"
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It's like the following classic joke;
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[ And Jesus said unto them, "And whom do you say that I am?"
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They replied, "You are the eschatological manifestation of the
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ground of our being, the ontological foundation of the context of our
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very selfhood revealed."
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And Jesus replied, "What?" ]
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See? It's just like that. Catch-22. Damned iF Ya Do and Damned If Ya
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Don't! Just no way around it.....you might as well stick a piece of 14 gauge
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brass wire into your brain and press the ~Button~! And then I assume, YOU
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yourself become the Mind Snatcher.......but it hardly matters. It's like
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picking up two potions....but not knowing whether to drink the Red or the
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Green. Up or Down? It's......Just.
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It enlighten's your brain....it kills brain cells.
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It fights dirty, but will give you a proper burial.
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It wouldn't lie to you....but it wouldn't talk to you either.
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You can say it backwards....and then it doesn't mean a thing.
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You could erase it....but then you'd forget about it.
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Dogs like it.
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If you write it with chalk, you might see something.
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If you write in with blood.....I wanna see....
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It knows more about it than you.....
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You know more about planting cactus....
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Everything has a purpose. Even this.
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But it's shadow doesn't....
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Even YOU have a purpose....the GODS told me so....
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...and they're the ONLY people that know!
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<smirk> <chuckle>
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So do you know? Know what? I asked you first.
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Are you enlightened? No? Geez....haven't you ever read Alice in WOnderland??
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Well.....if you have then Hail O-traveller of Else! If not....then you are
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severely lacking what it takes to get through your existence. I suggest you
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make a run to your nearest literature store and get the oldest copy they
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have!!!!
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Be enlightened or do not Be.
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I am, therefore I shall follow my shadow.
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{reproduce.........be social....}
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Beware of the puce coloured fnords! They cause your amour to fall off!!
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Problem: Phone ringing.
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Situation: Hangover/DT's/3 days/speed/head/hurt/can't move/vomit/ouch
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Solution: Heavy object....smash...make stop....destory....terminate.
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Religion: Discordian!
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God/Goddess: Isabeau (Goddess!)
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Relation Between Birthstar and Current Zenith: 12/4.45^9063-1.A
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Radiation Level: Yellow
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Brain Wave Sine: All hyped out.
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Marital Status: Married to inanimate object.
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Sanity Check: MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Good..)
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{obey the law. vote prop 23.}
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It's like sardines. They put it in a real fancy can...with it's
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OWN key opener and all.....but the sardines taste like shit. Who likes 'em?
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NOBODY! THEY SMELL! THEY HAVE MORE BONES THAN FISH! QUITE FRANKLY.....THEY
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SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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<ahem..> Ummm..anyways...as I was saying.... it's just like Oreo cookies.
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They've been around since day one. Creamy white filling and dark chocolate on
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the outside! Both great stuff! But somedays you feel like just one of them.
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Like, say the creamy white filling...so you pry it off one of the cookie parts
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and then lick it off the other......or the chocolate cookie, where you scrape
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all the creamy white filling off with a butter knife and flick it into the
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sink....then chow down the cookie halves.
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It's like on a Saturday when you've almost killed yourself the night before
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on some chemical, and you can't move or you'll puke all over yourself...and
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you finally find a hap
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e on a Saturday when you've almost killed yourself the night before
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on some chemical, and you can't move or you'll puke all over yourself...and
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you finally find a hap
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