piggy got BANK shaped like a TANK.
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piggy got BANK shaped like a TANK. yomamama feet STANK. piggy got BANK
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piggy got BANK shaped like a TANK. yomamama feet STANK. piggy got BANK
"honey what are you thinking about?"
this is why I don't always answer
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"honey what are you thinking about?"
this is why I don't always answer
@futurebird honestly worth it though
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piggy got BANK shaped like a TANK. yomamama feet STANK. piggy got BANK
@futurebird
oh
my
god
Becky
would you look at her bank, its so big. She looks like Scrooge McDucks girlfriend. They only talk to her because she looks more into crypto than a techbro venture capitalist, 'kay? I can't beleive it's so illiquid, I mean its just _leveraged_ I mean - gross. Look!I like big BANK and I cannot lie
You other brothas can't deny
That when a girls pulls hard on her debit card
and that balance shows sky high
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piggy got BANK shaped like a TANK. yomamama feet STANK. piggy got BANK
... or think of it this way.
If you are an artist making a humble whimsical object that may not go in a big gallery show.
Some day thousands of years in the future people may sing about your work.
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... or think of it this way.
If you are an artist making a humble whimsical object that may not go in a big gallery show.
Some day thousands of years in the future people may sing about your work.
But in 200 years' time it is more than probable that that dog will be dug up from somewhere or other, minus its legs, and with its tail broken, and will be sold for old china, and put in a glass cabinet. And people will pass it round, and admire it. They will be struck by the wonderful depth of the colour on the nose, and speculate as to how beautiful the bit of the tail that is lost no doubt was.
We, in this age, do not see the beauty of that dog. We are too familiar with it. It is like the sunset and the stars: we are not awed by their loveliness because they are common to our eyes. So it is with that china dog. In 2288 people will gush over it. The making of such dogs will have become a lost art. Our descendants will wonder how we did it, and say how clever we were. We shall be referred to lovingly as "those grand old artists that flourished in the nineteenth century, and produced those china dogs."
The "sampler" that the eldest daughter did at school will be spoken of as "tapestry of the Victorian era," and be almost priceless. The blue-and-white mugs of the present-day roadside inn will be hunted up, all cracked and chipped, and sold for their weight in gold, and rich people will use them for claret cups; and travellers from Japan will buy up all the "Presents from Ramsgate," and "Souvenirs of Margate," that may have escaped destruction, and take them back to Jedo as ancient English curios.
Three Men in a Boat (1889)/Chapter 6 - Wikisource, the free online library
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