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| Fig. 10a. "The Thing" |
Parent-zeitgeistically speaking (it works for publishers, too), there are so many bleak, 0-Dark-30 stretches where you have to just buckle down and bail, smile, knit The Thing That Needs to Get Knitted. Someone's gotta do it. Otherwise, that thing might knit you, get struck by lightning, become a pop sensation, and forget all about you.
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| "Honey! Throw me the paper towels! Yeah, the whole roll! |
Then there's that time where the android milk spilled all over hell. You know who got to clean it up? Da-da. Stupid androids. Hm. Da-da fears some Dada might be leaking into his Da-da.
Crap. Gotta go. The apes are stroking the monolith again.
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| "Hey, you apes! Getcher damn hands off that monolith!" |
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