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What is a fig? No one knows. What is a spacejump? No one knows. What is Zach Action? No one knows. I know but that is because I is he. Will I tell you? Some. Listen.
ZA (zach action) is a jolly old soul from old Skidalarank, Iowa. He ate some cottage cheese when he was little, sure. Who didn't? But does this define him? Does this make him who he is? This is getting a little too deep, a little too existential, a little too abstract. Let us move on.
Where does hope spring from? Eternal? Wait, internal? Yes. Hope springs internal ETERNALLY. Am I the only one who believes in something other than nothing? DEEP.
Shoot from the hip, shoot to kill, shoot first and ask questions later. JUST SHOOT.
What are these slogans if they are not in fact mottos? What are mottos if they are not in fact credos? What are credos?
Heat rises, we all know that. Cool air sinks. In case of fire, crawl. LIKE A BABY. It makes perfect sense, doesn't it? From baby you have come, and to baby you shall return. From whence I came, no one can replace it or me. One mind, one body, TWO EYES.
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