A mute fellow left a pamplet for me on the train to-day. I had a nice time reading it. It taught me a lot about mute people. I smiled at him until I realized he wanted payment for the pamphlet. He was some sort of panhandler. I had cash on me but didn't feel like parting with it. The mute didn't seem too pleased when all I left for him was a knife sticking out of his thigh.
It rained some to-day.
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Do you in joy vilence or somtihng?
no, i abhor it.
dfor wat reson may i ask?
you commented on my blog... with all your no's and why's, is that supposed to mean something?
why do i abhor violence? because i do not have the stomach for it. it makes me ill.
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