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bsudharsan.bsky.social
The town I live in is one of a kind,
Where millions who abide in abject want
Discourse with folks who breakfast on fine rind
Without a falter in many a haunt,
And cosmic chaos eyed does cause my mind
To trow I am in some trancelike jaunt
Wherein the rich know not to deign or vaunt
Or feign pride and
The Town I Live in
The town I live in is one of a kind, Where millions who abide in abject want Discourse with folks who breakfast on fine rind Without a falter in many a haunt, And cosmic chaos eyed does cause my mind To trow I am in some trancelike jaunt Wherein the rich know not to deign or vaunt Or feign pride and mistreat the ones broke; Ware they are that life shall one day go up in smoke!
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November 17, 2025 at 4:06 PM
aelredjohn.bsky.social
Four from the Trow family. How would you recover from that.
November 17, 2025 at 3:28 PM
smelladfella.bsky.social
Time for Santa‘s annual flight physical and Santa’s doctor she says drop trow and let’s see how naughty or nice you are.
November 17, 2025 at 2:52 AM
iwillmikumikuyou.bsky.social
I swear if en'en ends up with a man I WILL trow hands
November 17, 2025 at 12:25 AM
totallypaula.bsky.social
Ummm

Oh no no no

They had to drop trow for beads!! 🤪
November 16, 2025 at 10:09 PM
strigefarao.bsky.social
He trow Muhammed & Jesu away: With his Wings: I am stronger!
- Tried!
- strigepharao.weebly.com/law.html
We are funny:
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November 15, 2025 at 5:30 PM
uiltje.bsky.social
Makes me trow up!
November 15, 2025 at 3:23 AM
nnedi.bsky.social
I hear his thoughts with a Nigerian accent, so it sounds more like, “Ah ah, trow deh tin’ nah! Biko-nu, trow eet!” 🤣
November 15, 2025 at 1:32 AM
uhhhclem.bsky.social
Masse und macho (Crowds and Power), by Elias Canetti. Within The Context Of No Context, by George WS Trow.
November 14, 2025 at 8:07 PM
tre.radio
On Let's Talk with Giles Brown, from 10.00CET - MJ Trow on 'The English Bowman in the Hundred Years War', and MartinBarre with 'A trick of memory'
November 13, 2025 at 8:50 AM
pilouleloup.bsky.social
Perfect buddy !

I know a spot with tons of gargantuan fishes !

* trow you another black powder revolver fishing rod and a lunch case 🥪🌯*
November 13, 2025 at 1:21 AM
krakongames.bsky.social
#WorkshopWednesday Here is a process collage of my old Trow Queen sculpt from 2018. Sculpted in Beesputty and Greenstuff. Like many things, she’d be fun to revisit with new gear. #nerdlings
November 12, 2025 at 11:06 PM
groku.bsky.social
Can T dropping trow be far behind. Heh heh. He's crazy.
ronfilipkowski.bsky.social Ron Filipkowski @ronfilipkowski.bsky.social · 5d
Some bizarre stuff going down in the Oval these days. After spraying the Syrian president with his Trump Fragrance he then asks him how many wives he has.
November 12, 2025 at 9:32 PM
afelipeart.bsky.social
Alrighty then! Commission done for @lemonimmortal of one of their personal OC's, this one named Iris!

She can smash her hammer so heavy on the ground that she can use the energy to trow herself off it and even shoot a double barrel gun!

#commission #commissionopen #rpg #dnd #western
November 12, 2025 at 8:38 PM
poppy-poo.bsky.social
Ah, Trow Vegas! Yes, it's named after a person 😊
November 12, 2025 at 5:58 PM
danganuwu.bsky.social
Catch !
*Trow you a splash potion of Dragon that have the effects to tf you into a Dragon during Dragon second (wich is very long)*
November 12, 2025 at 4:48 PM
ggpuik.bsky.social
The third time she got me a letter for my mother , after school I reached her with it , she read it and slap me..then all the way to our home she beat the shit out of me and scream insults and slur ... What was in this letter ? I don't know, she made me trow it in a trash can..
November 11, 2025 at 6:41 PM
nicoratmage.bsky.social
Not me, desperately curious(horny) to know what that trow dick can do to me 👀💦
November 11, 2025 at 5:45 PM
nudetanudki.bsky.social
Thank you for this lore on your weird trow dick I hopr we learn more
November 11, 2025 at 5:10 PM
foxvolp.bsky.social
trow bricks at people intead!
November 11, 2025 at 3:47 PM
martynjb.bsky.social
...an article by Crawford that is a tad out of keeping with those other contributions. Essentially Crawford was a little angry with Cambridge dons in general and A. C. Benson in particular. I've found no other mention by Crawford of Benson ever, and this piece never appeared anywhere else. Enjoy.
The first of four images covering the whole of Crawford's article. Part 1 reads as follows: The Writings of Mr. A. C. Benson. Some years ago, when Tariff Reform was a common topic of conversation, a lady who was asked her opinion of it, said “I don’t of course understand it, but I feel very strongly about it.” That story very well describes Mr. A. C. Benson’s attitude towards the world; only his feelings can hardly be called strong. He is a typical don – kindly and well-meaning, full of a kind of sentimental sympathy, but without a spark of real insight or critical power. The don is a child who has never grown up. To him the world of nature and of men is like a fairy kingdom, full of strange beings whom he can not make out. His eyes grow round with wonder at their simplest actions. What, however, is natural and engaging in a child is out of place and even repellent in a grown-up man. It becomes a pathological symptom – a form of arrested development. The tears shed by a little girl over her broken doll are normal and healthy tears; The article continues: but these [tears] which fill the puzzled eyes of Mr. Benson as he regards the mysterious things around him are unnatural. For “men must work and women must weep.” Mr. Benson tells us that he takes more pleasure in writing than in anything else in the world. He thereby lays claim to be considered as a literary artist. In one of his essays – The Thread of Gold, page 63 – he says: “It is impossible not to feel, when one is brought into contact with an artistic temperament, that the basis of it is a kind of hardness, a fanaticism of spirit.” That is very true and very well put, but does one find any “hardiness or fanaticism” in Mr. Benson, as revealed in his writing? I trow not. On the contrary one finds there a certain flabbiness and lack of purpose which seems inseparable from the academic character. Literature is one of the greatest among the arts, but good writing need not be good literature and it is not always good art; good writing is meaningless if it is not rooted in reality. Mr. Benson’s essays have no roots; they are like the cowslip-balls of children, an ingenious exercise in stringing words melodiously together. The game may give pleasure to the player, just as there is a kind of pleasure to be derived from constructing Latin Verse. But it is a silly game. The books of an author should be like a lens through which we look at the world, or like the colour-screen which cuts out the haze in a landscape and casts a clear image on the plate. The writings of Mr. Benson are a mirror in which we see only the pale reflection of his won rather bloodless emotions. Continues: Mr. Benson is a great overgrown baby peering at a callous world through his college window. But he lacks the healthy savagery and red blood of youth. It is significant that the one solitary essay in “The Thread of Gold” in which he touches the discoveries of modern science should refer to an extinct reptile of gigantic proportions. Like all children he is attracted by strange beasts. And that is all that the head of a Cambridge college can find in science. Ye Gods! Can he indeed be deaf to the multitudinous tramp of Darwin’s mighty army, and to the rhythmical blows of Huxley’s oratory breaking on the muddy sands of orthodoxy? Can it be that all that is vital in modern thought eludes him and his like? The article concludes: Unfortunately one knows from personal experience that it does, and that of all those dons and tutors only a very few have any idea of what is being said and done in the busy world outside. It has been said that the mind of a British Philistine is impervious to ideas; if that is so, then Mr. Benson and his fellow dons are typical Philistines for whom there is but little hope. A whisper will arouse a sleeping dog, but not all the shouting in the world can disturb the peaceful slumber of a jelly-fish.
November 11, 2025 at 1:54 PM
mettako.bsky.social
ppl on my dash posting adorable pics of their fangamer plushies STOPPP. i have to wait another 2 months to order mine & I'm going to trow up from envy
November 11, 2025 at 6:54 AM
iwillmikumikuyou.bsky.social
I wnat to trow him at a wall
November 11, 2025 at 3:04 AM
baked-beans.bsky.social
Big Daddy winter is dropping trow. The gales of November cum slashin’.
#neverForget the #EdmundFitzgerald sinking 50 years ago today
November 10, 2025 at 8:21 PM