Originally Posted by mauied1101
I'll take a stab at it. Lets try 11,307.21 :) I got a feeling.![]()
Originally Posted by mauied1101
I'll take a stab at it. Lets try 11,307.21 :) I got a feeling.![]()
"...How oft it happens when one's smoking,
The tamper's missing from it's shelf,
And one goes with one's finger poking
Into the bowl and burns oneself.
If in the pipe such pain doth dwell
How hot must be the pains of Hell!
Thus o'er my pipe in contemplation
Of such things - I can constantly
Indulge in fruitful meditation,
And so, puffing contentedly,
On land, at sea, at home, abroad,
I smoke my pipe and worship God."
Johann Sebastian Bach - 1725 (1685-1750)
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