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{due to some interesting correspondence on the content previously published .. and the fragile nature of my.... ..
Neways articles have been moved to the blog }
*plagiarism is rampant in the world*
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Also somebody asked why i don smoke...hmm..what shall i say... so chew on this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQ4n7g31RlE


snippets from 5th August (saki reyo')
"The naked hills lie wanton to the breeze,
"The fields are nude, the groves unfrocked,
"Bare are the shivering limbs of shameless trees,
"What wonder is it that the corn is shocked?"

But not the modern woman!

An attachment _à la_ Plato
For a bashful young potato.

The pandit was calling, when the youthful son and heir approached his
mother proudly, and exhibited a dead rat. As she shrank in repugnance,
he attempted to reassure her:

"Oh, it's dead all right, mama. We beat it and beat it and beat it, and
it's deader 'n dead."

His eyes fell on the pandit, and he felt that something more was due
to that reverend presence. So he continued in a tone of solemnity:

"Yes, we beat it and beat it until--until God called it home!"