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2007-03-15
Good morning Boys and Girls.Ides of March. Thursday, the 15th.
On this day a few dozen generations ago ago, a powerful man lay dying, staring up at his assassins. There within his gaze, he discovered that his best friend and aide had bloody hands, and he realized that, though he'd just been attacked by many, one of the killers had been that very friend.
He looked up, met his friend's eyes and said these immortal words for the first time...
"What the f*ck?"
And ever since that day, any time people feel betrayed or put upon by those they'd previously trusted or considered friends or confidants, these words, in one form or another seem to waft through the cosmos; sometimes spoken, sometimes just silently formed on the lips and imagined.
I think there should be a national monument to these words.
"Please, give me the authority to go to war, so I won't have to take us to war."
"So you're saying if we give you the authority, you'll have negotiating power that'll likely keep us from actually having to go to war? Okey-doakey!"
"Screw you I'm going to war, thanks for the authority!"
"What the f*ck?"
"Hey, you VOTED for the war! You should have KNOWN I'd break my word!"
"What the double f*ck?"
or...
"We're going to invest the entire pension fund in company stock. For this to work, everyone has to do it."
"Huh? WTF?
"No exceptions!"
"Uh okay."
"Oh, sorry we were cooking the books. There's no money left. Oopsie!"
"Are you f*cking kidding me?"
"And guess what? We knew it even before we stole your money! Hah hahhhh!"
"Et tu Brute?"
Be good to everyone.
Spirited Minikin (2007-03-15)
Thank you, Julius Caesar, for laying the groundwork that would eventually become my foul mouth. There should be a national monument to those powerful and effective words!
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