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In the beardsman honors system, the people are represented solely by the quality of their beards and exist in two groups: the beardsmen, who impress their ladies; and the wanna-bes, who screwed up. These are their stories. Dun-Dun!
"I knew then that deep inside, as a woman, I would always have a man inside striving to be himself with a woman in need of satisfaction, and that it made no difference if I were with a black man who stiffed me for the dinner bill or a white…
Tomorrow's a mystery that won't be solved. Tomorrow's a rolling stone that won't be home. Some females don't like it when you move on. You'll get hurt, stolen from and chewed on. Even in your most peaceful dreams it can happen in a virtual blink. These things can happen a…
Never forget that just because you can't see it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Never give up with dreams, if there's no evidence that says you should stop believing then never stop!
A deaf man grows cynical of the world/learns to accept his condition. Keep in mind that I am not deaf, don't know anyone that has gone deaf, so if I offend anyone with this piece I can only claim ignorance.
Unlike all other creatures on earth, we humans have the ability (or inability as it could be considered a hindrance to general qualia) to worry about life after death, a literal postmortem retirement as it may be. Why do we spend our lives worrying about its antagonist?