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Upon returning to Armenia from Iran, I have bribed the security guards of a Soviet radio telescope on the slopes of Mount Aragats to gain access.

I am crying in bed at midnight and cannot get to sleep at having successfully gotten enough money to complete the year-long "Sentimental Journey Through Iraq, Iran, and Afghanistan" begging arc.
Dear Mr. Josh Sherman, I hope you are well. Can you send me (homeless due to young love) a small contribution of money to go toward the buying of hostels in Turkey and my trip to Iraq, Iran, and Afghanistan?
The one thing that is not forgotten in modern discourse around any art form is to get off on attributing discomfort to the things that one comfortably enjoys and smoothly reconciles with one's beliefs and character.
Genuinely think a big problem in modern discourse around film is how many people forget this
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We are almost at $8000. Iraq awaits. Afghanistan awaits.
Exactly as this happened we were singing and dancing to Black Sabbath so loud that the doorman rung the bell to ask if we were having a fight. We killed Ozzy Osbourne.
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"Eight Thousand Dollars?" my followers inquire – I'll tell you the myth of how Prometheus stole fire: Bulls' bones for the gods, Bulls' meat for the dogs, Eight thousand dollars for the man with the lyre.
What’s this Eight Thousand I keep seeing?
Eight Thousand Dollars.
Eight Thousand Dollars.
Let the poor man dream of his billions And the billionaire enjoy his billions. With eight thousand dollars I'll go hunting for mazaars And never hear Adele in Walmart times billions.
With three thousand dollars, my bank account Is still yet to reach its max amount. Posting, I wait, As three becomes eight, To leave until I need more cash to count.
They do not just drink alcohol and smoke cigarettes. They talk about alcohol while drinking alcohol; they talk about cigarettes while smoking cigarettes. They expound upon their theories of alcohol and cigarettes.
These statistics should come as no shock. Millennials are a moralizingly alcoholic generation whose final purpose is to "talk about the civilizational importance of drinking alcohol", posting graphs to convince the youth that "drinking is cool again".