He ought to bee of some abilities in disputing; and what he wants in Logick, he must supply in Garrulity: for whatsoever he affirms, the interest he hath in his seduc'd hearers, improves into Syllogism […]
He slipped out the back door, and we did not see him for two full days. The temperature dropped dramatically, it was close to freezing those two nights. We figured, too bad, the little bugger had it made, with us, and now he'll be a catsicle or a catsplat in the road...So we gave up on him, and went to the Humane Society, and adopted a bouncing bruiser named Smokey.
Lastly, man is occasionally represented as having been framed out of a piece of the body of the Creator, or made by some demiurgic potter out of clay.
This cursed accident hath drilled away the whole summer.
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