transubstantiation
Every now and then, I forget about the goodness of The Onion. And then I remember. And then I get to read stuff like this:
I guess I'll never forget her. And maybe I don't want to. Her spirit was wild, like a wild monkey. Her beauty was like a beautiful horse being ridden by a wild monkey. I forget her other qualities. - Jack Handey
Every now and then, I forget about the goodness of The Onion. And then I remember. And then I get to read stuff like this:
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