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Ed-209
02:58
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First day on the job and I am upside down - capsized in a stairwell.
Day three and I am just legs.
Just legs in a carpark.
Ha.
You have fifteen seconds to comply with stop-motion Kwasi Kwarteng
Quasi stop-motion
Even Paxman can't contain the threat of stop-motion Kwasi Kwarteng
Quasi stop-motion
Stop-motion Kwasi Kwarteng
Quasi stop-motion
No-one can protect you from the foamcore
No-one can protect you from the foamcore
No amount of knowledge of the works of Arthur C Clarke can protect you from the foamcore
Someone call a goddamn paramedic
Someone call a goddamn paramedic
Cover your hair and your eyes because this is foamcore
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Monkman Vs Seagull
02:37
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I'm Monkman.
You're Seagull
And we've been created by Ray Harryhausen to tear up the rules of detective fiction.
Where's Agatha gone?
I'm Monkman.
You're Tokyo.
Is that a bear or a man in a bearsuit? You pay your Yuan and you take your chances.
Is that a bear or a man in a bearsuit? Is it animal or is it fossil?
Am I a man or a bear in a mansuit? Am I a man?
I'm Monkman.
You're Tokyo.
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Windows
01:54
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I've come unstuck.
I ain't going with Windows. I ain't going with you, man.
You've been sick and now you're well.
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Octopus Milk
03:28
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I've been harvesting octopus milk. This must be the sunlit uplands.
I've been punching fish out of spite. This must be the sunlit uplands.
Later, as I was eating the dog, I reflected that I'd been expecting Orwell but was ill-prepared for JG Ballard.
Back to suckling cephalopod teat. This must be the sunlit uplands. God bless you and God bless Robin Hood.
I never claimed I was the better man. I never claimed I was the tolerant left. I've got my bottle of safe hands clean.
No pasaran.
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Rudimentary Paste England, UK
Emerging like the withered oldmanbabyface of Kuato from the exposed torso of foamcore pioneers such as Not Your Damned Apples and Morse Code Operator #2. Postmodernist manwrong art-wonk nonsense. conjuring images of upside-down Kwasi Kwarteng/Ed-209 hybrids, Octopus Milk farmers and a Godzillaesque Eric Monkman rampaging through downtown Tokyo. This delicious soup is noise-flavoured. ... more
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