Erudition has flown the coop

I am reminded of my situation while reading one of my favorite all-time comics:

“I want eight-thousand words. Eight-thousand printable words. Not like the time the Beast got elected and you wrote f**k eight-thousand times.”

I may be apathetic and coasting just now but I think I could muster the discipline for an eight-thousand word copy and paste job. It might help to pass the time.

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