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Have you ever been haunted (no you have not) by a ghost from the future not even born yet in your paper thin realm trolled from a time post human extinction it could only happen to you so-called dead in your grave still tossing and turning & scratching like a deviant moldering and unquiet one hundred years now and the whispers yes whispers from the parallell (this is how we spell it now) corridoor (see previous) keeping you a-threshold in your very well deserved sempiternal shelf of discomfort Out here bebee the fourth dimension swings in ways you cannot conceive so don't test your pretty lil head much of which is mush and thistle but! you may be due compensation for the futurama funnel imposition a leakage episode beyond apology under section bla bla please submit your claim within 30 days via the usual medium and we shall endeavour to ensure requiem aeternam thus ceasing your infernal insomnia yours the 3am committee

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