He paused a moment to let logic sink in. Then he let the devil out. “You don't, I'm gonna punch you in the face, piss in your lobby, and shit in your kitchen..."

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Deep and far within the ether stretched my eyes their anxious gaze, While the swelling thoughts within me grew a wild and wildered maze, Then came floating on the distance, softly to my listening ears, Low, thrilling harmonies of worlds whirling in their bright spheres.

I do not approve of this wholesale going to work, this impertinent crusado, or bellum ad exterminationem, proclaimed against a species.