I’ve done some scribbling-I hope you enjoy it!
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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis *Just kidding*
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Hugo’s Ego
Hugo’s EgoThe First Hugo Werther. A man of large learning. And a man curiously givenover to his vanities and conceit, these negative qualities so oddlyfiltered through his eccentric nature, as to render his actions andlife most worthy of account on these pages… Let us, then, perusethe life of this strange man together; and, though I…
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That there is a good public transport system in place to get me as far away from it as possible…
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The Funky Martians (Lyrics)
Verse 1. So when their spaceship First touched the ground The place was empty- No one was around… But then, much later As the red dust cleared On the horizon Some Martians appeared! The human’s Mars buggy Was sent to say Hi!- The Martians seemed angry: The humans would die! But thanks to young Johnny…
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Super Short Story: Pigeon Poo On Statues Of Pigeons
It’s a story I’ve told often enough… To my children… Other people’schildren… Perhaps, one day, to my grandchildren…About how the aliens came and invaded Earth and how we very nearlywere all goners…Seeing as I’ve nothing better to do at the moment, I’ll tell it one moretime… (The name’s Starky, by the way…)It was the year…
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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis *Just kidding*
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Hugo’s Ego
Hugo’s EgoThe First Hugo Werther. A man of large learning. And a man curiously givenover to his vanities and conceit, these negative qualities so oddlyfiltered through his eccentric nature, as to render his actions andlife most worthy of account on these pages… Let us, then, perusethe life of this strange man together; and, though I…
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That there is a good public transport system in place to get me as far away from it as possible…
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The Funky Martians (Lyrics)
Verse 1. So when their spaceship First touched the ground The place was empty- No one was around… But then, much later As the red dust cleared On the horizon Some Martians appeared! The human’s Mars buggy Was sent to say Hi!- The Martians seemed angry: The humans would die! But thanks to young Johnny…
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Super Short Story: Pigeon Poo On Statues Of Pigeons
It’s a story I’ve told often enough… To my children… Other people’schildren… Perhaps, one day, to my grandchildren…About how the aliens came and invaded Earth and how we very nearlywere all goners…Seeing as I’ve nothing better to do at the moment, I’ll tell it one moretime… (The name’s Starky, by the way…)It was the year…
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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis *Just kidding*
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Hugo’s Ego
Hugo’s EgoThe First Hugo Werther. A man of large learning. And a man curiously givenover to his vanities and conceit, these negative qualities so oddlyfiltered through his eccentric nature, as to render his actions andlife most worthy of account on these pages… Let us, then, perusethe life of this strange man together; and, though I…
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That there is a good public transport system in place to get me as far away from it as possible…
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The Funky Martians (Lyrics)
Verse 1. So when their spaceship First touched the ground The place was empty- No one was around… But then, much later As the red dust cleared On the horizon Some Martians appeared! The human’s Mars buggy Was sent to say Hi!- The Martians seemed angry: The humans would die! But thanks to young Johnny…
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Super Short Story: Pigeon Poo On Statues Of Pigeons
It’s a story I’ve told often enough… To my children… Other people’schildren… Perhaps, one day, to my grandchildren…About how the aliens came and invaded Earth and how we very nearlywere all goners…Seeing as I’ve nothing better to do at the moment, I’ll tell it one moretime… (The name’s Starky, by the way…)It was the year…
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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis *Just kidding*
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Hugo’s Ego
Hugo’s EgoThe First Hugo Werther. A man of large learning. And a man curiously givenover to his vanities and conceit, these negative qualities so oddlyfiltered through his eccentric nature, as to render his actions andlife most worthy of account on these pages… Let us, then, perusethe life of this strange man together; and, though I…
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That there is a good public transport system in place to get me as far away from it as possible…
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The Funky Martians (Lyrics)
Verse 1. So when their spaceship First touched the ground The place was empty- No one was around… But then, much later As the red dust cleared On the horizon Some Martians appeared! The human’s Mars buggy Was sent to say Hi!- The Martians seemed angry: The humans would die! But thanks to young Johnny…
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Super Short Story: Pigeon Poo On Statues Of Pigeons
It’s a story I’ve told often enough… To my children… Other people’schildren… Perhaps, one day, to my grandchildren…About how the aliens came and invaded Earth and how we very nearlywere all goners…Seeing as I’ve nothing better to do at the moment, I’ll tell it one moretime… (The name’s Starky, by the way…)It was the year…
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Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis *Just kidding*
-
Hugo’s Ego
Hugo’s EgoThe First Hugo Werther. A man of large learning. And a man curiously givenover to his vanities and conceit, these negative qualities so oddlyfiltered through his eccentric nature, as to render his actions andlife most worthy of account on these pages… Let us, then, perusethe life of this strange man together; and, though I…
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…
That there is a good public transport system in place to get me as far away from it as possible…
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The Funky Martians (Lyrics)
Verse 1. So when their spaceship First touched the ground The place was empty- No one was around… But then, much later As the red dust cleared On the horizon Some Martians appeared! The human’s Mars buggy Was sent to say Hi!- The Martians seemed angry: The humans would die! But thanks to young Johnny…
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Super Short Story: Pigeon Poo On Statues Of Pigeons
It’s a story I’ve told often enough… To my children… Other people’schildren… Perhaps, one day, to my grandchildren…About how the aliens came and invaded Earth and how we very nearlywere all goners…Seeing as I’ve nothing better to do at the moment, I’ll tell it one moretime… (The name’s Starky, by the way…)It was the year…
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