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[tree_and_leaf]

My flatmates, when they're not stripping down bicyles on the kitchen floor, have been arguing incessantly about transubstantiation. For days.

If this goes on much longer, I will have to start throwing things at them. Possibly the Summa. Both heavy and appropriate.

Or reciting the Proof that God is not made of soap

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[tree_and_leaf]

Broken chain. That bit was reasonably logical, though I'm not convinced that the kitchen is a natural location for bicycle repair...