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December 19, 2007


"What will the think of next?"

Fiendish noun-stealing.

Just fiendish consonant/vowel stealing. Y, I don't know.

Soon, no one will be able to fall back on Plan B. That's just the beginning of what Their letter-stealing involves. Very soon we will be unable to communicate our resistance at all without switching to another alphabet.

I fear pursuit through kanji, Hebrew, and Sanskrit. Which I can't use anyway.

This is Y we must draw the line at Y. U c?

Well, considering what this has devolved into, I must sing a chorus of my favorite christmas song:

No L, No L,
No L, No L,
Born is the Ki-ing of Israe.

(continue with: He ooked up, and saw a star, etc. etc.)

Reminds me of the old Rocky and Bullwinkle commercial. Boris is picketing the show ("unfair to local 12 -- VTSU -- villans thieves and scoundrels union).

At the end, the announcer reads -- "so be sure to tune in to Rocky and his fiend. Hey! That's supposed to be 'friends.' Who stole those letters?"

I was always partial to Mr. Peabody.

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