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A Card Found On The Street…
((Posted by Roland Dorchester on July 2, 2010))
One day you are walking down the street and notice a small white object sticking up between two cobblestones. You notice it is a small card. Bending over, you pick it up and look at it.
DOES YOUR LIFE LACK MEANING?
DO YOU WANT HELP IN MAKING SENSE OF IT ALL?
Roland Dorchester, Existential Detective
above "The Bucket of Blood"
*Comment by Tepic Harlequin on July 2, 2010 at 6:13pm
blimy! life lackin meaning? not seeing sense in it? ‘s grown ups thinking if ever i saw!
*Comment by Stargirl Macbain on July 2, 2010 at 6:39pm
examines the card and resolves to pay Mr. Dorchester a visit This ought to be amusing…
*Comment by Queer Hermit on July 2, 2010 at 9:18pm
rolls her eyes As if my life isn’t complicated enough right now!!
*Comment by Sky Netizen on July 3, 2010 at 1:40am
mumbles something about litterbugs and sets the card on fire
*Comment by Mr. Tenk on July 3, 2010 at 11:37am
I’ve never really understood the chocolate thing.
*Comment by Verlia Bilavio on July 3, 2010 at 12:45pm
what about pie?
*Comment by Mr. Tenk on July 3, 2010 at 2:18pm
pie goes with coffee, as do pancakes, but i go to seraph city for pancakes.
*Comment by MichaelD Mannonen on July 3, 2010 at 6:19pm
"The meaning of Life?" *thinks a moment…* "42"
*Comment by Skyler ‘Artful Dodger’ Gant on July 3, 2010 at 7:37pm
The meaning of life? Simple, eat, drink, sleep, repeat. And it’s 44 cookies, not 42.
*Comment by Wiggy Undertone on July 3, 2010 at 10:22pm
No. Epiphany is a musical instrument. *nods and tries to look important*