You're not. But the trade-off is that you have to change your name to Oestrogen F. Pottingshed, and everyone laughs at you All. Day. Long.
I wish those Hyper-Tiny Mutant Llamas would GO AWAY!
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O to be wafted away
From this black aceldama of sorrow;
Where the dust of an earthy today
Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow!
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