Running in circles gets you nowhere. And that is where I am.
Am I my brother's keeper? Would I lose him?
Him? You want me to go out with HIM?
Him? Are we back to talking about him? Can we stop talking about him?
Him? Why are we wasting time on him!
"Him" is the currently popular sequal to "Dim", a book of illogical poetry for sophisticates.
Sophisticates are obsessed with him-- And Dim!
Dim? My friend told me that book was a piece of crap.
Crap is as crap does!!! I'm just glad we're not talking about HIM!
Him: I am sooooo tired of him, can't we talk about her?
She who must be obeyed thought not.
oops, not two sentences...
Not to not reason why, she thought she might fly.
Fly me to the moon - And let me float among the stars.
Stars fell on Alabama, they say, but I don't know why they said that. And this was well before the latest transit of Venus.
Venus was really small, wasn't it? Perhaps we pay too much attention to it in our lives.
Lives of the famous are tedious. Yet, they seem to attract thousands of people marvelling at a showing of cellulite.
Cellulite, or orange-peel skin. Not very popular, it is true, but lemon peel gives one zest.
Zest comes from lemon peel? I would eat it by the ton if that were guaranteed.
By the way - I use Mozilla and on the tab at the top of this thread the title is shortened to say
"The Neverending Conversation about Eve...."
It cheers me up everytime I see it.
Oh, that's why you're so active on this one, Eve!!Good one!
Guaranteed outcomes are an illusion. Everything is subject to chance.
