Very well, I contradict myself

Last night I dreamt that Walt Whitman, Henry David Thoreau, and Ralph Waldo Emerson were getting frustrated with me because I couldn’t keep them straight and kept calling them by the wrong names.

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  • Jason Pettus

    04.Jun.08 at 6:58 am

    I keep laughing and laughing and laughing when I picture this; of three old men with weirdly-groomed beards standing in front of you, offended and with their arms crossed, as you keep saying, “Now, Walt…I mean, Henry…crap, Ralph! I mean Ralph!”


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