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  • Denjin@lemmings.world
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    11 hours ago

    We can’t bust heads like we used to but we have our ways one trick is to tell stories that don’t go anywhere like the time I caught the ferry to Shelbyville I needed a new heel for my shoe so I decided to go to Morganville which is what they called Shelbyville in those days so I tied an onion to my belt which was the style at the time now to take the ferry cost a nickel and in those days nickels had pictures of bumble bees on them gimme five bees for a quarter you’d say Now was I Oh yeah the important thing was that I had an onion tied to my belt at the time you couldn’t get where onions because of the war the only thing you could get was those big yellow ones.

    • TriflingToad@lemmy.world
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      3 hours ago

      just gonna put this here

      Approximate transcription: “Some of you fuckers complained that I didn’t use periods in my last book. Take these ones and place them wherever you want Peace out and go to hell. [page and a half of random punctuation]”

      • seaweedsheep@literature.cafe
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        2 hours ago

        In case you don’t know, that’s an excerpt from A Pickle for the Knowing Ones by Timothy Dexter, a man known for making terrible financial choices at the right time. For example, he sent coal to Newcastle, which arrived just after miners went on strike, so he made a fortune. His whole life is a farce.