String of Lights
A verbal blinking on and off, not always on a circuit.
25 November, 2008
I called from upstairs, "Quick - let her out! I know it's my turn, but you're closer to the door!"
"You heard that all the way up
there
?"
"Yes. Now move it, that wasn't just any old lab fart, that was
foreshadowing
."
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