The thing about intelligent choices is that they feel cold to the touch, like a park bench not a person, like an ox shaped drum that is not going to be stricken by a mallett wrapped in cotton any time soon. (from a May post on this blog)
However,
The stupid choices ALSO feel cold to the touch, like a park bench not a person, like an ox shaped drum that is not going to be stricken by a mallett wrapped in cotton any time soon. That's why those choices are called dumb.
My intelligent squiggly line has been returned to the friend pile.
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