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Mar 19, 2010
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Petey:Lunch is ready. You have to come home. Alice: Nobody is listening to me play the toy ukulele. Petey: Immune to the indifference of the masses, the true artists pursues his or her art in bitterest solitude, compelled only by the irresistible tidal pull of the creative impulse. Alice: Heck with that. All I did was turn the crank so the noise'd come out. Petey: You weren't very good at it either.
Mar 21, 2010
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