Hey, what if we all wrote letters to Gioia saying nothing more or less than:

Mr. Gioia,

Resolve yourself to drown in your own literary vomit.
You are not worth of language.

sincerely
(name?)

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Any thoughts??
Perhaps screeners would eliminate our letters, but perhaps naught.
O, on the van with guns and a bonfire thing, how would we ventilate a fire in a library with carpet on the upper floors?

ha
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Good Luck Tae-Yeoun!

(room with the boys in Sing A Pore)
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Hey everyone;

s + laughter = slaughter
though + t = thought
tomb tome some comb come home me somber ha ha ha
Isn't this an odd language?

posted by Adrian   [3:22 PM]

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