a temporary solution?

[harpo-my-“SON”Participant 2410]

The owner of a drugstore arrived at work to find a man leaning heavily against a wall. The owner went inside and asked his clerk what the story was.

“He wanted something for his cough, but I couldn’t find the cough syrup,” the clerk explained. “So I gave him a laxative and told him to take it all at once.”

The owner replied, “You idiot, laxatives won’t cure a cough.”

“Sure does,” the clerk said, pointing to the man leaning on the wall. “Look at him. He’s afraid to cough.”

I was bound to be misunderstood, and I laugh at those who misunderstand me. Kind mockery at the well intentioned, but unfettered cruelty towards those would be prison guards of my creative possibilities. This so as to learn as much from misunderstanding as from understanding. Taking pleasure in worthy opponents and making language fluid and flowing like a river yet pointed and precise as a dagger. Contradicts the socialistic purpose of language and makes for a wonderful linguistic dance, A verbal martial art with constant parries that hone the weapon that is the two edged sword of my mouth.

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