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You better not.
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					Originally Posted by Quatermain
					   Figgered Animal would be one for pouting. | 
I used to fiddle with my back feet music for a black onyx.  My entire room absorbed every echo. The music was . . . thud like. The music was . . . thud like. I usually played such things as rough-neck and thug.  Opaque melodies that would bug most people.  Music from the other side of the fence.