Friday, May 10, 2013
A veterinarian of a thousand psychic wars
I tried to enlist in the Fighting Philosophers but was rejected for having the wrong qualification. Also my ears and eyebrows do not have the same profile.
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B.Ö.C. lyrics,
Immanuel Kant,
Real pissant
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I refused to wear that stoopid hat. No one will take notice of Existentalist Decay in Inter-Clade Materialist Synergies when you're wearing that hat.
You have the same enticingly large forehead, though.
Fighting philosophers
Don't need no ossifers
"I think, therefore I arm"
Why We Fight
He might be a Fighting Philosopher and all, but I gotta tellya, if that dood was in MY unit I'd either transfer out or frag the loony-looking bastard...
It's always the third reviewer.
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