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-- T.S. Eliot, "Philip Massinger"
🤑
There are times when truth is stranger than fiction and lunch time is one
of them.
🙄
"Nulli Sheilae sanguineae"
(The Last Continent)
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You two ought to be more careful--your love could drag on for years and years.
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A prominent broadcaster, on a big-game safari in Africa, was taken to a
watering hole where the life of the jungle could be observed. As he
looked down from his tree platform and described the scene into his
tape recorder, he saw two gnus grazing peacefully. So preoccupied were
they that they failed to observe the approach of a pride of lions led
by two magnificent specimens, obviously the leaders. The lions charged,
killed the gnus, and dragged them into the bushes where their feasting
could not be seen. A little while later the two kings of the jungle
emerged and the radioman recorded on his tape: "Well, that's th