My friend, you are a 4 letter word and it is not love.
You know that hang up about four letter words?
I don’t have one.
Some sound good, some mean good, and some mean filth and derogation.
Good itself is one.
Some might find ‘love’ the most appealing, others ‘weed’ suits, and again others might find ‘cunt’ more to their taste.
Me personally, my favourites are ‘help’ and ‘hand’, neither of which I could do without in everyday life.
Today’s good thing was a phone conversation with my 97 year old grandmother in which she told me I was ‘one out of the box’.
'But I don't know which box that is,' she went on to say.
Knowing that she loves me, I took it to be a compliment and started to laugh.
'Can I quote you on that?' I asked her.
'Yes,' she said, 'and if anyone queries you, tell them they can phone me for verification.'
In fact, a conversation with my 97 year old grandmother is a real joy.
I highly recommend you try it sometime.
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