Pronouns oui and oohs
My first thought was about 1970s country music.
I have a strange history with the hiccoughs. Around 10 years ago I suffered continuous, debilitating hiccoughs for three weeks, until it began to weaken me; turned out I had a case of walking pneumonia, where a small growth was pressing on a nerve that triggered the hics. Last Christmas I ate some stale corn chips and began to suffer food poisoning. After three days of hiccoughing and inability to keep food down, I went to the hospital and was diagnosed with the Wuhan Contagion.
So much for “trusting the science.”
“Not the Bee” published a problematic study. Not only did the “jabs” not diminish the incidence of the disease, the death rate seems inverted, in favor of the unvaccinated. https://notthebee.com/article/okay-im-not-a-statistician-but-um-this-data-about-covid-deaths-by-vaccination-status-seemsa-little-big-significant-right
How can ye ha’ any puddin’ if ye don’ eat your meat?
A worthy comic. I recall a Zits wherein Dad bragged to son that when he was his son’s age he “had the largest speakers on the block.” The son replied, “you must have been profoundly embarrassed.”
I never drink more than 32 ounces of coffee each morning.
I was suckered. Kroger had a bag of Starbucks mild roast chocolate-tinged coffee that they had marked down to $3.99, so I took the bait. It is dreadful. I knew better, I have suffered a couple of cups of their coffee before. Must be a form of dementia.
Be serious, Harvard and the other Ivy schools are no longer interested in excellence, they are all about diversity. If you want excellence, you have to look elsewhere. Worthless degrees going forward.