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tales from an ordinary world

2000-01-06

"...but I can only make you cry with these words..."
Belle & Sebastian

You are in a maze of twisty little dialog boxes, all alike.

% quit

A dialog box appears.

"Are you sure you want to quit ? (yes/no/cancel)"

You are in a maze of twisty little dialog boxes, all alike.

% _

This is your brain : @.

This is my brain : _.

I need to reinvent myself.

But what am I now ?

Transition.

Magenta. Purple was never quite my colour, honest.

Tired.

...and dream of sheep.

Transmission.

I miss my short-wave radio, and the nights spent with it.

A sight gag :

windex

Radio is not a visual medium. Repeat 500 times.

"Get a dog up ya" (sic).

..end transmission...

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