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I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time! Why do you think that she is a witch? Shut up! Now, look here, my good man. Why? Why? Well, how'd you become king, then? I'm not a witch. How do you know she is a witch? You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits! Why? I'm not a witch. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Be quiet! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed!
Greetings, Basil users! If there is any character in the whole Maple World that I can best relate to and compare myself to, that would be the one-and-only Dr. Jang, except that I am not a Doctor or Korean. Dr. Jang has worked so hard her entire life to carry her genetic research that will theoretically reverse senescence, cure cancer, self-generate Telomeres, and transcend human-life beyond it's own limits, and will do anything, at all costs, to move an inch closer to her goals. All of these are for the betterment of mankind, but why should anyone stand in their way and sway off this dash towards cutting-edge technology that is for the benefit of us all? But I am sure that you people enjoyed defeating Dr. Jang in Act 3 and watched her be stabbed to death by Lukan. I can relate to her because I too have worked so hard and was forced to maintain an As when I was in school or be kicked out of the institution. I am not a Doctor but a Mechanical and Electrical Engineer(Yes! I am type-rated for both. I went back to school to take 2 programs, no matter how ridiculous it is! ) . I have worked so hard in this game to be able to make my own Gears to what they are right now. A productive and educated lady like Dr. Jang, does not deserve to die at all in the Masteria Through Time Blockbuster! I would like a sequel to this Storyline where Dr. Jang somehow managed to survive and became the Empress of the Maple World. Empress Cygnus is not even worthy of becoming an Empress with her kind of mentality and her negligence towards progress! Dr. Jang has always been someone that I look up to, and be a source of inspiration, everytime when this game always fails and pulls me down. I have worked so hard; I cap on Elite Boxes everyday, deal with the FM and Gollux, and not to mention me farming the Spring Valley Event with multiple Account Mules for it's easily-attainable E-Pots, and still work 12 hours a day and do the paperworks! Am I any different to any of you? After all, I am only a human being! To let Dr. Jang just die like that, is just an insult to human ethics and productive mindset! I want Nexon to follow this with a sequel where the useless Empress Cygnus will get replaced by an even-more better and smarter Empress, Dr. Jang, where the Maple World will experience prosperity and productivity throughout her future reign in this democratic world where each and everyone of us carries on in this moving world and sway outcomes to our side. Let me ask everyone here a question; Does Dr. Jang and me, SerahFaron13 aka EternalMemory(from basilmarket), deserve such bitter fate? I am asking you a question! Do we deserve such bitter end, when all we do in our lives is work hard to farm hundreds of Cubes just to Legendary our Equipments, meet the game's expectations by logging-in as much as possible, spend months doing Hard Gollux just to be able to fully Scroll the Gollux sets, ocassionally, spend the entire day just to be able to sell our Items at ridiculously-lowered prices, and still work hard in real life to be able to pay our bills? Just who the ukkk do you think we are, Meredith Grey of Grey's Anatomy? This is ukkking ridiculous! I do not deserve at all, that the FM is dead for 2 straight days! I do not deserve it! I do not deserve the ridiculously-inconvenient schedule of Miracle Time that I myself completely missed! I do not deserve any of these! The same way I can see that Dr. Jang is not deserving of her sorrowful and perilous end! Who are you to judge us? I am asking anyone here a question! Who are you to judge us?
Dashing through the bushIn a rusty Holden UteKicking up the dustEsky in the bootKelpie by my sideSinging Christmas songsIt's Summer time and I am inMy singlet, shorts and thongsOh! Jingle Bells, Jingle BellsJingle all the wayChristmas in AustraliaOn a scorching summer's dayJingle Bells, Jingle Bells Christmas time is beautOh what fun it is to rideIn a rusty Holden Ute.Engine's getting hotWe dodge the kangaroosThe swaggie climbs aboardHe is welcome tooAll the family's thereSitting by the poolChristmas day, the Aussie wayBy the barbecue!Oh! Jingle Bells, Jingle BellsJingle all the wayChristmas in Australia On a scorching summer's dayJingle Bells, Jingle BellsChristmas time is beautOh what fun it is to ride In a rusty Holden Ute.Come the afternoonGrandpa has a dozeThe kids and uncle BruceAre swimming in their clothesThe time comes round to goWe take the family snapPack the car and all shoot through Before the washing upOh! Jingle Bells, Jingle BellsJingle all the wayChristmas in AustraliaOn a scorching summer's dayJingle Bells, Jingle BellsChristmas time is beautOh what fun it is to rideIn a rusty Holden Ute.
CORO Somos libres, seámoslo siempre, seámoslo siempre, Y antes niegue sus luces el sol, Que faltemos al voto solemne Que la Patria al Eterno elevó. Que faltemos al voto solemne Que la Patria al Eterno elevó. (I) Largo tiempo el peruano oprimido la ominosa cadena arrastró, Condenado a cruel servidumbre largo tiempo en silencio gimió. Mas apenas el grito sagrado ¡Libertad en sus costas se oyó,! La indolencia de esclavo sacude, la humillada cerviz levantó. CORO (II) Ya el estruendo de broncas cadenas que escuchamos tres siglos de horror, Que los libres al grito sagrado que oyó atónito el mundo, cesó. Por doquier San Martín inflamado, libertad, libertad, pronunció, Y meciendo su base los Andes la anunciaron, también, a una voz. CORO (III) Con su influjo los pueblos despiertan y cual rayo corrió la opinión; Desde el istmo a las tierras del fuego desde el fuego a la helada región. Todos juran romper el enlace que natura a ambos mundos negó, Y quebrar ese cetro que España reclinaba orgullosa en los dos. CORO (IV) Lima cumple ese voto solemne, y, severa, su enojo mostró, Al tirano impotente lanzando, que intentaba alargar su opresión. A su esfuerzo saltaron los grillos y los surcos que en si reparó, Le atizaron el odio y venganza que heredera de su Inca y Señor. CORO (V) ¡Compatriotas, no más verla esclava si humillada tres siglos gimió! Para siempre jurémosla libre manteniendo su propio esplendor. Nuestros brazos, hasta hoy desarmados estén siempre cebando el cañón, Que algún día las playas de Iberia, sentirán de su estruendo el terror. CORO (VI) En su cima los Andes sostengan la bandera o pendón bicolor, Que a los siglos anuncie el esfuerzo que ser libre, por siempre nos dió. A su sombra vivamos tranquilos, y al nacer por sus cumbres el sol, Renovemos el gran juramento que rendimos al Dios de Jacob. CORO
We will forsake our countries. We will leave our motherlands behind us and become one with this earth. We have no nation, no philosophy, no ideology. We go where we're needed, fighting, not for government, but for ourselves. We need no reason to fight. We fight because we are needed. We will be the deterrent for those with no other recourse. We are soldiers without borders, our purpose defined by the era we live in. We will sometimes have to sell ourselves and services. If the times demand it, we'll be revolutionaries, criminals, terrorists. And yes, we may all be headed straight to hell. But what better place for us than this? It's our only home. Our heaven and our hell. This is Outer Heaven.
The interpretation of Cantor's result will depend upon one's view of mathematics. To constructivists, the argument shows no more than that there is no bijection between the natural numbers and T. It does not rule out the possibility that the latter are subcountable. In the context of classical mathematics, this is impossible, and the diagonal argument establishes that, although both sets are infinite, there are actually more infinite sequences of ones and zeros than there are natural numbers.