Originally Posted by: Jolly McJollysonI remember back before I knew James Joyce and Samuel Beckett, when I thought I knew stuff about word-stuff.
If it's any consolation, I only ended up getting seven pages out of it (double spaced) which was one short.
That's no consolation whatsoever. That's just seven double spaced pages of examples of how I don't know a damn thing.
You go outside and practice screaming. We'll play music while you're gone.
