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The Great Tabulating Machine died one day leaving me to fend for myself I had no reason to fear (selah)

I just turned the big box upside down grabbed a mallet made a hole scooped out its brains Uke pumpkin pulp and strawberry ice-cream stuck in some soil and a bonsai tree.

Peace has returned to this place, although I can't make a pie chart to prove it so.