But I think it's time to chill out. Look at this mysterious engraving of a Renaissance astronomer/astrologer (they went hand in hand in those days) by Albrecht Dürer and tell me what secret Ninth Gate-esque symbols you can find:
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Thrashers Forever (Actually the Thrashers were really stupid and pointless)
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Uh oh...
...according to this, Michael Jackson rises from the dead, bringing with him Karl Malden AND Edith Piaf to star in an off-off-off-off-broadway production of The Music Man while secretly plotting to replace our government with a regime of cat-eating zombies.
um, 'A' for effort at least?
Definitely A+ for imaginative effort. I can't get anywhere because I keep thinking of the chair/astrological throne he's sitting in as some kind of foretelling of those hair-drying chairs in salons.
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