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"undo what has been undone to the unknown..."
Friday, February 27, 2004
welcome to the obLiterati, where nobody knows your name
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hello. im here. my pc has been naughty for four days an wouldnt let me open an explorer window. am i supposed to post here? or should i be somewhere else? ill just go and read stuff now and be an observer - just incase you have one of those thatcherised junta regime type things going on......
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Special Report
pretendgeniuspress subjuncted me to animal plays.
she parked to animal plays and subjuncted me to those animals. animal plays. pretendgeniuspress. are you? how are you? i have it hers long thing where i keep tile. late for feedering. i. pretendgeniuspress. sharp treeth. truth. sharp truth. animals freeding. i freed birds. how are you? pretendgeniuspress. how are you? what tile is it? i parked to park, uh on continent cherry, i parked to. i parked to park. pretendgeniuspress. no no. i uh, i uh, parked to park. i freed birds.
annaphasia gergensonson
special to the obliterati
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Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Pathos and nausea in the work of Jean Gauloise
This is a very long article that nobody will ever read, about an author that nobody wants to read, but some people have to. It is written by a reviewer who is so desperate for money that he is prepared to sacrifice his integrity, time on this earth, reputation for not being a hack, admiration of his friends, prepared to disappoint his parents and schoolteachers, nonplus his former employers, and by the way render himself unemployable, by condescending to waffle for farfallanious hours to no end other than the acquisition of a few banknotes, in dirty fives. Turning to Jean Gauloise, whose advisedly dubbed seminal work, Disque Bleu
Sorry, had to stop - I've been shot.
Martin Pratt-Ching
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J. Tyler Blue, Stephen Moran spotted at Jerc Khikcen's Soul Shack
by Leonardo Smee
obLiterati embedder
Tuesday, Feb. 24, 2004
J. Tyler Blue and Stephen Moran were spotted at Jerc Khikcen's Soul Shack on the corner of 23rd and Vestibule St. in Plimptom, South Carolina. When approached by this reporter, inquiring about their forthcoming books, J. Tyler Blue passed out on the floor and Stephen Moran tumbled over a table of pig's feet.
"I'd like to say that they came here for the pig's feet, but they didn't eat nothin'", Purly Winstroop owner of Jerc Khikcen's Soul Shack stated.
Calls made to Banfield Smedly, spokesman for PretendGeniusPress have not been returned, but a source close to the situation told the obLiterati that the two authors were either doing research in that part of the country or that their bodies had been taken over by alien children. Alien children, we were told, that are not of legal drinking age.
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Monday, February 23, 2004
Nothing new to report.
Mergon Droodle reporting from Kinshasha, Zaire a little while later.
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Breaking Story:
I've read some books.
Mergon Droodle, reporting from Kinshasha, Zaire
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It's "bring your child to work day"
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muddafuckres
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