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| 98% | Ere-one, where the failed agents of hope. Ere-one, there is no hope of escape on my own. But how can I contact my comrades? As I am now blocked from the world. On the end of my ages, kill side. Must try out, never return. | ▶️ |
| 100% | No rabid animals or biological bombs are allowed on the plane. | ▶️ |
| 96% | I heard about this guy in his own way that way. He had a stream. He said he was going to die in the airplane crash the next day. So instead of going on his mission, he decided to take a sip day. Once he got a haircut instead. Well, his squadron came back unharmed. No problem. But there was an accident on the pace. | ▶️ |
| 98% | Something last, really? No buttons on the recording from pix Fidget? | ▶️ |
| 99% | First, I believe that this nation should commit itself to achieving the goal, before this decade is out, of landing a man on the moon and returning him safely to the Earth. No single space project in this period will be more impressive to mankind or more important for the long-range exploration of space, and none will be so difficult or expensive to accomplish. We propose to accelerate the development of the appropriate lunar spacecraft. We propose to develop alternate liquids and solid fuel boosters, much larger than any now being developed, until certain which is superior. We propose additional funds for other engine development, and for unmanned exploration. Expirations which are particularly important, for one purpose which this nation will never overlook, the survival of the man who first makes this daring flight. But in the very real sense, it will not be one man going to the moon. We make this judgment affirmatively, it will be an entire nation, for all of us must work to put him there. | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 99% | No longer Is there a spot where you cannot be seen? Ain't it stronger? Mask on the rack with extreme masses Watching waste Cold and electric is called to brother Those ends Of terabytes of surveillance material | ▶️ |
| 97% | We saw no rusted blade, the bastard is impaled, On that big wooden cross, he is finally nailed, We watch him slowly die, classify and fight down, And hide in | ▶️ |
| 100% | Where are you going? I'm going home for a minute. I have to go to the bathroom. Just go behind the trees! I have to go number two. So you can poo in the wilderness? No way, dude! What would I wipe with? Cartman, don't be such a baby! We're supposed to be rugged outdoorsmen! What do I sit on? You just squat, stupid! Not here! Go further away! God, I'm glad you guys know how these pooping outside roofs... | ▶️ |
