A day dedicated to fools?
Nay sir, it's but confusion.
A day dedicated to being a fool?
Nay sir, your lack of understanding merits a repetition. It's but confusion.
A day dedicated to foolery?
Aye sir, aye. It's but confusion followed by laughter. Like watching the world through kaleidoscopic eyes (with yellow smiley's floating in the background), through lenses that colour in myriad but joyful ways, that don't break, but bend. It's understanding that tragedy is manmade, laughter is organic. That tragedy is forced, self indulgent and that without so much as an effort you can poke at it with spokes of laughter. If you so desire.
A day dedicated to desire?
Aye sir, you're catching on. But that's all you'll get from me. For it's the first of April and there's much foolery to be done.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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So, what tomfoolery did you get up to, sir?
NICE WORDS NICE BLOG
So basically i just spent a really long time reading your stuff... because it seems like it should be published and painstakingly analyzed in a college english course where anyone can apply thier life to it. Seriously good job.
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retta
@Australis: You! yes you!. Get back in touch. Non blog world that is.
@ رشا: I can't type that so I copy paste. I'm a master copy paster, just so you know. I also don't know what that word means, but I know what those words in capitals that you wrote means.
I love flattery. It's a disease.
@Loretta Buerkle: You, Loretta Buerkle, are a practitioner of the extreme. And it sits perfectly fine with me.
Thanks much. :)
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