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Spirituality, transcendence, mortality on 20:21 - Dec 18 by Boston
Rounding 3rd base myself.
I'm approaching the Chair on the second circuit. I've unseated my rider and am in danger of going off the rails but put me down as a 11/4 odds on to come to the natural finish.
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Spirituality, transcendence, mortality on 22:00 - Dec 18 with 500 views
My next life i will be witnessing QPR win champions league for the tenth consecutive season and Britney Spears will my constant companion through life.
This existence i have to tough it out until my own personal Nirvana can be reached next time !!!
Failing that Belinda Carlisle will inform me that fools heaven is a place on earth otherwise known as the Loftus Road Stadium
Spirituality, transcendence, mortality on 21:57 - Dec 18 by Logman
I'm approaching the Chair on the second circuit. I've unseated my rider and am in danger of going off the rails but put me down as a 11/4 odds on to come to the natural finish.
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Don't want to worry you, but if you are approaching the Chair on the second circuit then you've taken a wrong turn in life. The Chair is only jumped once, on the first circuit.
I however, will die happy being a Grand National pedant.
Edit: apologies, as you've unseated the rider, then obviously the route is not planned. So all good.
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Spirituality, transcendence, mortality on 09:33 - Dec 19 with 102 views
You're here on this planet once. And the fact that you're here is a mathematical miracle. And, look, you're never going to amount to shit. You're not going to invent anything, you're not going to cure anything, you're not going to be the next Brad Pitt.
So just keep your head down and just get through it and then when you're somewhere between 50 and 90 you'll die and that, hopefully, will be that.
Imagine dying and then there's a f**king afterlife. F*ck that shit. That's like getting ready to grab your coat at 5pm and then some c*nt phones the office. Like bruv, you better be on f**king fire if you're phoning me at 5pm. Same sort of c*nt that puts in a meeting for like two hours on a Friday afternoon. F**k you, f**k your meeting, f**k your KPIs, f**k your task and finish group, f**k your f*cking whole dad.
Afterlife? AfterSHITE more like. Like I've got through this whole life without f**king getting stabbed, run over by a drunk driving c*nt, getting my head kicked in by youths and without some rogue state blowing up my office with me in it and now I've got to live on a f**king cloud for all of eternity or some shit? F**K YOU.
Because if there is a heaven you know there will still be c*nts there. Like some sort of loophole c*nt. Like yeah he supported Chelsea and used to beat his wife and children but he also ran marathons for charity. Great. Now I'm trying to sort my cloud out but it's semi-detached and Chelsea John is next door and about to mount a f**k off 85 inch TV on the adjoining cloud wall and he's forever going to be watching Oasis festival gigs on it and parking his van on my cloud's drive way. For eternity. F**K OFF.
Stefan Moore, Stefan Moore running down the wing. Stefan Moore, Stefan Moore running down the wing. He runs like a cheetah, his crosses couldn't be sweeter. Stefan Moore. Stefan Moore. Stefan Moore.
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