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It was a moment of unbearable stupidity.
Be a pirate, if you must, but do not try to do so as a ginger.
I intend to spend the remainder of the day in a solemn introspection of my own soul,” stated I. “Do not get lost in the black mire you will find there,” snarled he. I felt his comment was rather pot-and-kettle.
Mr. Pierce uttered several choice phrases that—seeing as it is the Sabbath—I will not record in this journal. However marvellous they were.
Prayer is the contemplation of the facts of life from the highest point of view.
I honestly don’t know what people want from other people. What have we come to if there is no room for a one-syllable reply?
