Friday, March 10, 2006

I know a man who said “Drop your slacks and fling your bits about all you want, you’ll only ruin your days. Publicans and drunkards will similarly gawk, watching your phallus (and you with it) drop down into ignominy… humiliation, infamy. Corruption of your status will follow; disdain from all around you.” A judicious oration without doubt. But a thing was missing. But which thing do I talk of? Do you know? It is a common part of communication. All habitually apply it to manuscript. Without it I could avoid this uncanny quality of contact. Do you know now?

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