-- My brother - you know Charles? - he comes up so many crack-pot ideas, I just don't listen to him anymore. He's...
-- Yes, so you've said.
-- He's always finding some new thing or other, going to change the world, make his fortune. He knows...
-- Indeed.
-- He knows I love him dearly, he's doing his best with limited resources, but I try to not take any notice of his silly talk. Today, guess what he came at me with? He told me had invented a device for cleaning the brain. Can you believe it! Cleaning the brain!
-- Whatever next? Cleaning the brain!
-- When he goes on with this rot, I pretend I can't hear him... Just let it wash over me.... He can talk if he wants, but I'm not listening...
-- Did he tell you how it works?
-- Just goes in one ear and out the other...
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I tried really, really hard not to press "publish", but I yam whose I yam... and that's
E@L
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*snickering*
xoxoxoxox
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