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I are not usually this stupid.
He reminds me a little of Ratigan from Basil the Great Mouse Detective, but more stylish
Very nicely done.
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♥ Cally
death wore chinchilla.
Twinklestah.co.uk: <- website.
You did a great job on this one! ^^
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Why, oh Why didn\'t I take the Blue Pill!!
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For a dreamer, night's the only time of day.
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Wait a minute! Didn't I set you on fire and bury you in the backyard?
Trouble came before the great concert, when he got cheated by his enemy, the evil Lord Arcadius. Wine in his Chateau Margaux bottle had been swapped for a repulsive Beaujolais Nouveau, and Sir Bartholomew was too nervous to notice the difference (he was really nervous).
Upon the stage, under the spell of a cheap satyr, he played the most horrible cello piece in music history. It was so bad all the monocles exploded and most ladies fainted. In fact, it was so horrible even Disney Channel executives came to him and offered him a multimillionaire contract if he would play for them as their new star for teenager pop music. Yes, it was THAT bad.
Bartholomew now remains in his house playing and practicing everyday. After his public humiliation, he can only drink wine and try to compose the most nostalgic cello piece in history. Then, under the full moon, he will play it under Lord Arcadius window, and it will be of such sadness and such beauty, Lord Arcadius will fall into a spiral of aesthetical overdose, the Stendhal syndrome will be so strong on him he will go into a long state of catatonia, where he will only dream of the cello piece again.
And this is the tragic story of humilliation and revenge.
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"Sin duda la consciencia es el fenómeno más inquietante del universo,
mucho más que los agujeros negros.
Me refiero al hecho mismo de ser seres vivos que saben que viven,
pero no saben por qué"
- César Simón
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