Go away.
Why won't you go? Did nobody tell you that there was a dangerously grumpy medium on this mountaintop? Scram! grr. grr. woof.... You're not going. Do I have to bite you to get rid of you? Oh, all I have to do is give you a reading. Well, if that's it, then let me put this bowl of kibble down and see what I can find about you. Here you are: That's quite an imagination you have there... no doubt you get in trouble for spending so much time in your little fantasy worlds. And in this world, you obsess about your wardrobe. You love it when people flatter you, and your silly little head is turned by the slightest attention of those in high society. Responsibility is not a term in your lexicon; you would rather concern yourself with charming people than pulling your share of the burden in the household.Are you happy, now? Of course not. But at lest you have your life. Just imagine how much better off you are than these people, all of whom, on this date in history, returned to the eternal dream state: Sun Ce, Galerius, Leopold I, Napoleon Bonaparte, Jean Astruc, Pierre Jean George Cabanis, Peter Gustav Dirichlet, August Wilhelm von Hofmann, Sir Donald Bailey, Theodore Harold Maiman, Michael Shaara, Samuel Cooper, Robert Mylne, Sophia Campbell, Ivan Aivazovsky, Claudio Merulo, George Sidney, Walter Gotell, Ty LaForest, Ernest Tyldesley, Horst Schumann,
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