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Friday 5 July 2002 |
When it spams, it pours. Or, as the Watership Down warren rabbits would say, “One spam feels lonely.” Or, as the boys of Monty Python would say: “Spam spam spam spam spammety spam.”By way of Wired News.
1:20:10 AM
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The kinds of conversations that Neverwinter Nights inspires:
Ed: Okay, flesh golems aren’t undead.
Me: No, they’re magical constructs.
Ed: That doesn’t make sense, they’re made of dead flesh.
Me: But they’re not animated by the forces of evil.
12:20:54 AM
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