from the archives of the silence of the Q

Hello. wasn't really impressed with my post this morning, so one from the archives of my internet-less time for y'all:

4-3-8

The internets are hiding from me today, so I get to write in the silence that is this page.
If I were a squire I'd aspire to acquire the ire of my sire – woo hoo for punk rock pageantry.

I'm jamming on a book that's all about the punk/rave scene of the last 17 years of the 20th Century, and I'm glad for the lack of authority of my work. If such authority did in fact exist, then I'd be crusin' for a bruisin'.

The next three sentences were regarding how reading a good book can rewire the brain – but you don't have to take my word for it…

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Hi I'm q and I just finished reading "trickster makes this world" by some genius dude whose name I can't find because my internet's down. "Trickster makes this world" is full of strategies for life as it gives an in-depth analysis of the trickster archetype in mythology. I highly recommend this book to anyone who likes reading textbookesque literature and who have hard-ons for Hermes.

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Hello my name is Iago Gonzales, chief recruiter of the catfish crusaders (formerly the fastest growing evil organization in the world) of the outer space division. I just finished reading the principa discordia by malclypse the younger, and true to my nature I refuse to capitalize or denote the title of the book. The principa discordia stands everything religion stands for on its head, and does it in a style that leaves me rolling on the floor. Hail Hodge! Hail Podge! Join the Catfish Crusaders in space with me and learn the secrets of the original snub!

(Du-da-dah!)

Umm, is this thing on? I'm zdEve and I read a book once. It was death note and it sucked. The idiots who put it together put the pages in going the wrong way – and no matter how hard I tried to read it into a mirror, it just didn't make sense. The fact that it had no color sucked my nuts. But the concept of it was cool, I guess. I like to watch it on adult swim. At work sometimes I wish I could walk on the ceilings. Just, you know, jump up there and walk around. I bet I'd fall through the ceiling tiles if I did. I bet I'd set off the sprinkler system – WET TSHIRT CONTEST!!!. I like wheatgrass. It reminds me of home, without the roundup aftertaste. I highly recommend you go into a hippy place and get a shot to gross out yourself and your friends. They say it's healthy too

(Du-da-dah?)

Well before we start any butterfly effects – ah heck. Let's start the butterfly effects!

Waffles.