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read me literal, dear reader please - for I never transcend beyond the obvious I am in the physical, embodied and whole and so cannot go into things figurative or metaphorical, satirical, persona-cast, parodic or symbolic *Irony, I've always known, is some contraption wrought by an ironsmith* and so to me, dear reader "He's got the whole world in his hands" is a ridiculous proposition, makes no sense; and Isaac Newton was obviously suffering from concussion from the literal apple that hit him hard on his head when he extemporised: *"If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants."* Bah! Humbug! - a scientist and you believe in giants! Come on Newton - you're nuts!  Stick to apples! read me literal, dear reader - so when I say my wife is an angel I mean she's dead and she floats around me making ****** sure I don't get hitched again till I too become an angel, or fiend, however it may come to pass; and the guy who tells me: "Nice day, isn't it" when it's raining cats and dogs is obviously some crazy *******
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
read me literal, dear reader
read me literal, dear reader please - for I never transcend beyond the obvious I am in the physical, embodied and whole and so cannot go into things figurative or metaphorical, satirical, persona-cast, parodic or symbolic *Irony, I've always known, is some contraption wrought by an ironsmith* and so to me, dear reader "He's got the whole world in his hands" is a ridiculous proposition, makes no sense; and Isaac Newton was obviously suffering from concussion from the literal apple that hit him hard on his head when he extemporised: *"If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants."* Bah! Humbug! - a scientist and you believe in giants! Come on Newton - you're nuts!  Stick to apples! read me literal, dear reader - so when I say my wife is an angel I mean she's dead and she floats around me making ****** sure I don't get hitched again till I too become an angel, or fiend, however it may come to pass; and the guy who tells me: "Nice day, isn't it" when it's raining cats and dogs is obviously some crazy *******
raj-arumugam
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
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