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For as long as I can remember, I have thought that cardboard boxes smelled like pizza.
All kinds of cardboard boxes, not just pizza boxes.
For example, there is a doughnut box sitting next to me right now and it totally has me craving cold pizza because that's what it smells like.
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Ali...
Have you read this Robert Service poem? Marc sent it to me and I thought you might like it. I think it's tremendous.
-stefan
Maternity
by Robert W. Service
There once was a Square, such a square little Square,
And he loved a trim Triangle;
But she was a flirt and around her skirt
Vainly she made him dangle.
Oh he wanted to wed and he had no dread
Of domestic woes and wrangles;
For he thought that his fate was to procreate
Cute little Squares and Triangles.
Now it happened one day on that geometric way
There swaggered a big bold Cube,
With a haughty stare and he made that Square
Have the air of a perfect boob;
To his solid spell the Triangle fell,
And she thrilled with love’s sweet sickness,
For she took delight in his breadth and height—
But how she adored his thickness!
So that poor little Square just died of despair,
For his love he could not strangle;
While the bold Cube led to the bridal bed
That cute and acute Triangle.
The Square’s sad lot she has long forgot,
And his passionate pretensions ...
For she dotes on her kids—Oh such cute Pyramids
In a world of three dimensions.
Hahahahaa That's so awesome! I laughed the whole time I was reading it :D
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