I. They say mouthfuls don't they? and if not for such a collective and vague pronoun to funnel our singular and specific idiocy into, well! we could hardly expect to live with ourselves, now could we? II. They say chivalry is dead and just in case the carrier of such trite blasts from the mouth is infectious we shall ****** him too III. They say it's the thought that counts and I say how dare you IV. They say now don't quote me on this and so I won't
I'm in a silly mood and just wrote this sitting in my car. Happy Thanksgiving dears!