Sean Connery has some advice for Max
Created on: February 17th, 2010
I made this in about an hour and a half. I could make it less sh*tty, but by then it would be old news.
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I studied psychology systematically, and under the prevailing stimulus my son Wingate did the same--his studies leading eventually to his present professorship. In 1917 and 1918 I took special courses at Miskatonic. Meanwhile my examination of medical, historical, and anthropological records became indefatigable; involving travels to distant libraries, and finally including even a reading of the hideous books of forbidden elder lore in which my secondary personality had been so disturbingly interested. Some of the latter were the actual copies I had consulted in my altered state, and I was greatly disturbed by certain marginal notations and ostensible <i>corrections</i> of the hideous text in a script and idiom which somehow seemed oddly un-human.
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