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Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...

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ATTN ALL LOBOTOMITES! RISE UP AGAINST MOD OPPRESSION!

Started by The Good Reverend Roger, January 17, 2008, 04:20:05 AM

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saint aini

Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

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Jasper

You know, giggles?  If I ever met you, I have no idea how I'd react.  It would be somewhere on the fight or flight spectrum, I think.  :lulz: