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The first rubber chicken I recall seeing was in a novelty shop in Marion, IN in 1967. We had to sneak over there to buy "bango-beans," they were a louder and more dangerous version of today's "snap-n-pops." The shop was an awesome place to be an 8th-grader. Think Spencer's Gifts, a head-shop, costume shop and S&M purveyor rolled into one. The spooky old clerk loved trying to scare us away. Shades of Glenjay Scott. I oft have wondered whether the rubber chicken spawned the enduring name for banquet food of vice versa. Bounce-proof? Well aren't wee all nowadays? A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

When old Sam Bowe met Goldie Nite he said. "I'm old but I know right and I know love and I know white. You need a job. I'll make it, right. I'll make you good. I'll take you right up to the mountain top tonight and get it on till morning light." Well Goldie said. "That's nice of you to help a poor girl from the stew but tell me more before we go up on that mountain, nice and slow. Like tell me of your plan for me. And tell me what I'm gonna see when I get on the mountain top. Will I be able ..." Sam said. "Stop it now young silly girl. And don't you fret and don't you curl those silky locks before they turn to silver, stiff like mine is. Be at peace I'll care for you. I just believe that when you brew your own sweet songs into a choir up on high the angels all will listen to your lyricism and believe their schism isn't anybody's fault except for who wee say tiz. Then we tell 'em where to aim their code-a-phone and how to blame the neighbor who cannot care less which mountain top you sing from. Just imagine you and me up on a precipice and we look down across a fertile landscape high above pollution. Just imagine how the time will trickle down from lofty climes with music soft and subtle wafting from our ivory castle." "Wait a minute Sam. You're old. I am young, athletic, bold. I've a feeling you ain't told me yet just what you're after. I ain't got no children yet. And I ain't had much fun at sweatin' off the steak you butchered and you marinated for me. I ain't sayin' I'm not touched. But I ain't flattered all that much by silver, snow and mountains that you say you lay before me. Shit far Sam, there's lots of older folks who think that what you got is just a bunch of childish dreams that don't take climbing mountains. Them old geezers sit and smile and laugh out loud and all the while you silver headed younguns load your salad shooter kitchen aids with things they grow above the graves of children's parents, ancestors who look up at you wonderin." When will Sam and Goldie Nite hold hands and stroll into the nighttime singing softly of the right and left, beneath between them. When will Goldie offer Sam a kitchen aid she made by hand and when will Sam forget that Goldie's dream are real. She needs them. A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

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I really don't want anything to go right today, so please send me all your bad vibes and help make this happen. Try crossing your eyes einstein. Go both ways like fearless your Govt Rep. No wait!! He's in front! you can take it you need it jayza tight un jist drab & thirsty Ware bambi goes nuttin grows m~ the sentence is 2-20 for mom & dad terror stark raven m1 A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

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It is against the law for your Uncle to compete in open the markets with hiz children. That is PRECISELY what you are paying him to do boyzungurlz. That is PRECISELY what has been happening for several, several years. In musical paraphrase: Jay Zoo's joy is men desiring. tink tink tinkle about it fool $$$ got money? send it in A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

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It has now been proven by science and is accepted as a mathematical fact of ... er ... well life the following: No matter WHAT you say or do, there is an irrevocable and directed statistical truth that your life corelates positively with your death. Butt your trade association will not respond to this either. i don't think there's any buddy back in back of there. A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

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In Bonham, TX there's a question on the marriage application: "Are you related." It's cuz we live kinda close to Arkansas here in Doktor Cancer cuntry. A Peace Prize within minutes of Bombing the Moon. Coincidence? "Beware the Military Industrial Complex." You GO Ike!

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