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Well, now you have children of your own to offer to The Fat MAN. Don’t bother locking their doors or barring their windows – you can’t save them from THIS Midnight digital library Rambler. They’re HIS, or will be. Why do you think HE let you reproduce? It’s perfectly natural. The way of digital library things. You’re not a tax-evader, are you? You paid for HIS salary and benefits, his golden parachute and steely Bomb, didn’t you? digital library Might as well let the little tykes enjoy the experience of offering themselves (actually, you offered them) to the Fat MAN. If you’re lucky, they’ll accept HIM willingly and without unnecessary complications, won’t reject him with (yuck, yuck) free-radicals or anti-bodies or some such genetic anomaly. They’ll become like unto HIM and conform unto HIS needs, which, of course, serve the greater good. If all goes well, they’ll embrace HIM, eventually, just like you did. Maybe there’ll even be schools you can afford and jobs that they can get (not work, jobs; there hasn’t been much real work in this country for decades; think about it: what do YOU do?).
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