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Ahahahahahahaha, your miserable little planet doesn't have a
future. While you've all been fretting about the "Fiscal Cliff", you
missed spotting that 253,467,881Kg of nickel-iron heading
towards
you , really quite quickly
… enjoy the 19th of May, 'cos you ain't gonna get no 20th … |
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[The Mayans were good, but everyone misplaces a decimal point
now and again) |
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I've been wondering about this new comet, that's
supposed to be brighter than the Moon by the end of
2013. Turns out it's the Ghost Of Fiscal Cliff Past. |
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Happy New Year, just 4+7/60 to go here. |
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//253,467,881Kg of nickel-iron// |
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So, that's about 20 metres across then? Should make
a nice little firework display if you can time it for my
2013 Badger Day party. |
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too drunk to make witty comment |
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Denholm, You did just fine. |
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Happy New Year to all you bakers. Don't wilt in the heat. |
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Thank you! When are we going to celebrate galactic new year? |
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damn, guess the bakery isn't served from the eastern united states. I wanted a 2013 datestamp |
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<bbbtbbbbbtbbbbbtbwaaaaaa>
Happy New Year |
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I just played "Auld Lang Syne" on my ukulele. Earlier I ate a couple of croissants. I think I need a nap. |
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A happy 48 minutes from now to all of you. |
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Happy New Year [bliss]!! (bit of a hangover this morning!) |
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I have energy drink hangover. Fell off the physical
cliff and drank about 100. Gotta sober up for the day. |
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Yawn! Happy what now? Where did I put that new calendar? |
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Hey, what's with all these blank pages after Notvember?? |
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And why does everything I write come out as a question? |
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How many month till I stop getting the year wrong when I write the date? |
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Happy new year one and all. |
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Happy New Year to you too! |
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Maxwell, Sturton and the intercalary would like to
wish all Halfbakers everywhere a Happy New Year in
their respective timezones. |
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Seconded, and may we all stick to our resolutions. |
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[blissmiss] Want to do the honors on the title? {smiles} |
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Certainly, and Happy New Year to all. |
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Wow! It was invented in 2012?! |
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Not in these days of Ebola |
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Wishing us all a prosperous new year with all the adventures that come with life's challenges and the joys that life itself brings. |
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Happy new year everybody! |
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Happy arbitrary calendar increment to all halfbakers. |
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ow...
Do you have to blink so loudly? |
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Happy New Ears! (as I said to my cousin when
gifting him with a set of "Spock" pointed ears.) |
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Lucky lucky lucky. Three times is true. |
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Hey everybody - there's a big problem with 2015. It
still has Mondays. I thought they'd fixed that? |
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Alas, the only cure they've found for Mondays thus far involved eliminating the weekend. |
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I'm trying something out - I'll let you all know if it
works. It basically involves drinking through Monday.
It's a long shot, but it might just work. |
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OK - so far it's going pretty well. Barring some
catastrophe in the next 11 minutes, I think I can say
that the problem of Monday has been effectively
solved. |
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bit late blissy, been busy... working at retirement! xxx |
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You're past late, you are headed for 2016...but glad you
stopped by after the party was over... |
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a few days after may 20'th preparing for the last 4th of July |
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Oh, my dear bakers, how I have missed thee... |
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I would just like to take this opportunity to mention
that 2015 is working out very, very much better than
I had expected. |
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Three months ago, I couldn't even spell "CEO*" - now I
are one! |
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I'm glad to hear that you are having a new adventure. |
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(* Chief Executive Optimist) |
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Does this mean you are no longer bitter? |
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absterge absterge absterge Where the hell did you go? Now
the year can begin for real. Yay!!! |
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Max, in my world, Monday only lasts for the 8 or so hours I
claim to work. After I come home it's officially Tuesday.
Similarly, Friday starts Thursday evening, and Sunday lasts
until I pop in the office door. |
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