Greetings and salutations esteemed colleges of the lexical arts. This here is the testament of our trials and triumphs in our never ending battle against all things bad and boring. We invite you now to participate in this archetypic apocalyptic struggle. Just let us know how it goes. On this blog. Have fun.
So, may our cups runneth over with poems, short stories, whimsical slanders, and various adventure chronicles.
As the great prophet of apathetic semi-doom Bokonon once said:
"Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?'
Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand."
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