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Dr. Vorbis had this to say about (_|_):
Modrakien, the exercise was to make me and anyone who saw these things happen, laugh.
Actually I was laughing too at the library one, she was quite embarrased when she realized she had drawn the attention of about 20-30 people by throwing a book at me that was larger than my own head. 
Life... is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. You're stuck with this undefinable whipped-mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while, there's a peanut butter cup, or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast, the taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits, filled with hardened jelly and teeth-crunching nuts, and if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you've got left is a... is an empty box... filled with useless, brown paper wrappers.
