Lear: And my poor fool is hanged. No, no life? Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? O, thou wilt come no more, never, never, never.
Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, sir.
O, O, O, O.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Andrew Sullivan & Me
Tonight at the pharmacy I was mistaken for several versions of Andrew Sullivan.
So, it took you this long to figure that out?
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Also, people often mistake me for someone who gives a damn. Ba-da-bum.
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