But it ain't all buttons and charts, little albatross. You know what the first rule of flyin' is? Well I suppose you do, since you already know what I'm about to say.It's Love. You can know all the math in the 'Verse, but take a boat in the air you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as the turning of worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells ya she's hurtin' 'fore she keens. Makes her home.
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Yikes! Me too! That is so not fair. Hey, we could plot to take over the world and NOT kill people.
Ha Ha! Of course. {Then I can exile her to a remote island and have the world to myself.[evil laugh]}
I like your style!
the fruit of patience is PEACE. (Hey, I was Mother Theresa)
I got Adolf Hitler once and the Ghandi the next. It's all random!
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