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None whatsoever. Utterly newsless, today, except to say that my day lacks news. There's nothing of note, less of interest, and precious little of consequence, resulting in a global shortage of news as it regards to me. I am a news-free zone. Two factoids enter, no news leaves. Soylent green is people, but has no added news. News? Apparently I couldn't handle the news. Droids don't rip people's arms out of their sockets when they have no news. My news is no more. Bereft of news, it leaves me newsless. It's rung down the curtain and joined the bulletin invisible.
In short, I have no news. None at all.
So instead, I open the floor to you, my collected readership, to tell me all about your favourite collective nouns, and optionally to invent new collective nouns for LJers/LJfriends/people who read one's LJ.
In short, I have no news. None at all.
So instead, I open the floor to you, my collected readership, to tell me all about your favourite collective nouns, and optionally to invent new collective nouns for LJers/LJfriends/people who read one's LJ.
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Date: 2006-02-24 05:01 am (UTC)Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes
They got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses
And what's with all the carrots
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway
Bunnies, bunnies
It must be bunnies