On Monkey:
Clever, wonderful
Uniquely mischievous, thank
fuck there's only one
On DD:
Lover of monkeys
Distant and mysterious
Hates photos of self
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The Enlightenment made explicit what had long been implicit in the intellectual life of Europe: the belief that rational inquiry leads to objective truth. Even those Enlightenment thinkers who distrusted reason…never relinquished their confidence in rational argument…For the ensuing 200 years, reason retained its position as the arbiter of truth and the foundation of objective knowledge…But reason is now on the retreat, both as an ideal and as a reality. - Roger Scruton, 1999
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8 comments:
Clever and wonderful wants to go to Fifteen, pls.
Max is going to London 3 times in the next 4 months. If clever and wonderful buys himself a plane ticket, Max will be more than happy to book a table.
When your monkey is bad...do you spank your monkey?
k
Oh, k, you know I do, as often as I can, as often as is necessary. But believe me, it hurts me more than it hurts my Monkey.
Monkey Max
What's in your pants?
Is it dong?
Or something long, long gone?
Jesus, anon, it has long ago been established on this blog that I am a girl - a real one. I do not now have, nor have I ever had, a ding-dong of my very own. But before you jump to another erroneous conclusion, let me just say, in words borrowed from the Mad Canadian: "I like cock."
I am honored that I am haiku worthy.
Shut up and pay your taxes.
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