"Your modesty is so retiring it left for Mexico years ago and never came back. It's sitting on a beach somewhere wondering if you'll ever write..."
The Real Interrobang, November 15, 2007
A cynic is a pessimist who's seen the facts in action. That's me. Yet I am perversely cheerful, which I don't quite understand either. And that's not my dog.
"Your modesty is so retiring it left for Mexico years ago and never came back. It's sitting on a beach somewhere wondering if you'll ever write..."
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