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Insane Writer
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Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: On the border of my Outer Circle of Thought
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Oct 22nd, 2008, 11:40 PM
When my brother and I were young, we used to play "dog show". What it consisted of was my brother crawling around on all fours as a dog and I'd be the owner, bringing him to the show. We never actually got to the show. But for a leash, I'd tie a piece of rope around his neck. My mom made me stop, although at the time I couldn't understand why it bothered her.
When I was at a family reunion, I was playing with my second cousins (my cousin's children) and the one boy had this piece of lumber which he was kicking around. He kicked it and it hit me straight in the knee! Fortunately for their upbringing, I don't swear easily.
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"I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "The Babel fish proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't." "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.
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