Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Why marry?

Care of Fred Reed, whom I discovered only tonight: Why marry, he asks? And answers:

“As a young man full of dangerous steroids, your answer will probably be, ‘Ah, because her hair is like corn silk under an August moon; her lips are as rubies and her teeth, pearls; and her smile would make a dead man cry.’ This amounts to, ‘I’m horny,’ with elaborations.”

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