DECEMBER 24
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Boiskov:
CHRIST OUR LORD WAS
THREE HUNDRED SIXTY FOUR DAYS OLD THIS DAY Boiskov: Soon there will be nothing left. Boiskov: And someday you will be dead, and I will be dead. Boiskov: Forgotten to the stars. Basher Lemming: But we will live on through our life's work, our.. countdown of Jesus' age. Boiskov: The last week or two of this giant IM log archive is going to look bad. It's all just us going "DID YOU THINK I COULD KEEP IT UP WELL OF COURSE I DID OH WE'RE SUCH A PAIR" Basher Lemming: Well when you've got a fucking year to fill you start to run low. |
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