Exaggeration Literally Makes Me Figuratively Mad!

What is the youth of today going to do when it runs out of the last totally awesome vestige of hyperbole that has any remaining impact?

One way to reign in U.S. teenagers would be to treat hyperbole as a finite resource and tax it appropriately.

Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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