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Euphemisms Are For The Differently Brained.

Pain Shared Is Pain Lessened; Joy Shared Is Joy Increased. Thus Do We Refute Entropy.

Just As There Are Laws Of Conservation Of Matter And Energy, So There Are In Fact Laws Of Conservation Of Pain And Joy. Neither Can Ever Be Created Or Destroyed. But One Can Be Converted Into The Other.

And I'm A Pair Of Pants With A Hole Scorched Through The Ass?

The Problems Of Today's Youth Were No Longer A Sunday Supplement, Or A News Broadcast, Or Anything So Remote And Intangible. They Were Suddenly Become A Dirty, Shivering Boy, Who Told Us That In This World We Had Built For Him With Our Sweat And Our Blood, He Was Not Only Tired Of Living, But So Unscared Of Dying That He Did It Daily, Sometimes For Recreation.