Dear Diary,
Someone once wrote "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." Utter poppycock!
It is a truth universally ignored, that a single man in possession of a good fortune might, in point of fact, not want a wife and be content to tend his Python and amuse himself by mounting a Knob whenever the fancy takes him. I trust they will place that in their pipe and inhale it!
I awoke feeling gayer than I have of late. So much has occurred recently that I have not quite felt myself nor, if truth be told, had time to. I spend far too much time thinking about others and how they feel and so today I devoted much time to pleasing myself.
I feel a great deal of satisfaction and it has done me good.
My wrist aches though. I fear I must not whack my shuttlecock so heartily in future.
Kristin Chenowith - Home
14 years ago
4 comments:
My dear Wayne,
It is wonderful to know of your gay demeanor and your activities devoted to your self satisfaction. A wonderful Python like yours certainly deserves much of your attention and a good ride on a Knob does wonders to raise the spirits. Sorry about your wrist you should really develop ambidexterity. You would then be able to whack away to your heart's content.
With you in gay profusion,
B.
My dear Mr Moose,
I don't know about ambidextrous but I sense ambiguity in quite possibly your most ambitious ripost to date.
Yours ambivalently,
Wayne Austen
Dear Wayne,
Sorry about the uncertainty I simply mean that with all of your troubles of late I am pleased that you are thinking of your own enjoyment now. The fresh air and exercise you and your horse receive galloping on the hilltop will benefit you both and that those who do master use of both hands whacking the shuttlecock are able to play much longer whilst avoiding strain on a single wrist.
Wishing you abundant happiness,
B.
My dear Mr Moose,
I tease you. I was just playing with 'ambi' words. I am forever grateful for your time, effort and encouragement in my little endeavour.
Yours gratefully,
Wayne Austen
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