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-Turgot


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Peeve-of-the-Moment:
Use of the word "botanical" as a noun. It is an adjective; something can be "a botanical specimen" or "have botanical elements" but there is no way a product can contain "botanicals".

Little-known Joe Provo Fact Number Seven-Hundred and Five:
He was allergic to all forms of tomato products when he was young. He first ate pizza and didn't have a bad reaction when he was 16.

"I AM your imaginary friend Derek, the real Derek and every Derek there ever was - Hell, I'm Bo Derek!"
- Joe Provo

I recommend you visit Free Rice to maintain your vocabular while funding the UN World Food Program and visiting the web-based online game Urban Dead; ASAP.

Want more spew? Need some terror? We have some Lovecraftian fragments...

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

One windy afternoon, a disciple was walking by the woods when he spied an old master.
Said the student to the master: "How can I know knowledge?"
The master hit the student ten times with a rod.
Then, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.

Cheers,
joe