the-cosmicals

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Stelle woke up today and then breathed the air, and then sighed. She breathed the air again. It's clear nothing interesting will happen today.

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good night keys

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Mr. Tarius has declared he will be installing two comically large rubber hammers in front of the entrance to "bonk" whoever waltzes in on his TV set.

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Maxie and Richard have started wiggling their ears to communicate to each other via Morse code.

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Lune got food poisoning again…

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Hale-Bopp finally got enough credits to graduate! OMG!

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Which house should Quanta make a down payment for? The charming stone cape cod or the eclectic colorful craftsman home?

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Quarius and Richard got into the habit of touching each other's feet with their own feet. They don’t know why, but they really like doing this. Maxie walked into them doing this, completely befuddled. Richard whispered, "damn, this is harder to explain than if we were just outright fucking each other"

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The smell of Lune's scented candles have traveled to Stelle's apartment as well. Come on man.

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In honor of their renewed friendship, Quarius offered to help Richard pay off the closing costs of his mortage. Richard insisted that he pay it himself because it was his hard-earned home. Richard then suggested to Quarius to do a lap dance for him instead. "This is worth ten times any closing cost. Teehee!"

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It's one of those days at work where everybody just wants to explode.

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Maxie tells her husband, "Damn I should have made my Doctorate's thesis about your quasar friend instead of about stars."

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Stelle needs a new brand of moisturizer. Turns out lotion meant for gas planets simply don't work for stars.

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Maxie really really likes bridal-carrying her skinny sleepy husband up the stairs and to the bedroom.

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Perhaps Lune would get a kick out of this new synthesizer.

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For whatever reason, all of Cosmicorp runs on Windows except for their graphic design department. They have Macs. It created many file type complications down the line.