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I'm still working - thought I would add a clue at one hour - 10 mins to go
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Alright
We will keep on trying till one of us gets there 
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TEEN ?
Always listening to music and falling in love
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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Hey - that would have been a good answer... if it was right
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In that case, WEED. 
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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Oh! a rose by any other name!
No
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Ah, now I (think I) see.
Nagy tweeted on this very subject just one hour ago.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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Gin?
Bacon?
Gin and Bacon?
I can't remember what I twatted an hour ago, I may have started too early. Again. 
veni bibi saltavi
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It had something to do with rabbits.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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Banjo!
veni bibi saltavi
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Heh! didn't see that! What a coincidence!
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Maxxx wrote: There may be a surfeit?
Eh? 'Lampreys' doesn't fit!!!
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What?!
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They did for Henry I[^]
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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I try to bring a bit of culture to proceedings and what thanks do I get?
The death of Henry I was officially due to a 'surfeit of lampreys'[^] giving him severe humour-knack. The phrase has since had a life of its own appearing as the title of one of Ngaio Marsh's Inspector Alleyn murder mysteries and a song by Fairport Convention.
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PLAY?
"It's hard to beat someone who never quits".
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Some people do, but their mummies tell them not to. 
veni bibi saltavi
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nope!
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If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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indeed. So?
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Food, the answer is food.
I decided to put you, and many others by the looks of it, out of their misery.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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chriselst wrote: Food, the answer is food.
Are you sure??
But what does shakespeare has to do with "Food" and how those music beats and heart are related to "FOOD"?? 
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