Memphis, Tennessee
Tennessee Williams
sashay
prancer
Blitzen
The ninth reindeer, Olive.
Vodka gimlet
Lime juice
Lemonade
recalls
remembers
memoirs
"Very well, where do I begin?
My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical - summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it’s breathtaking, I suggest you try it."
overly verbose
*‘The most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one will do.’
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- Thomas Jefferson
Agree.
Never parsimoniously use just one word when using two would be more accurate or expressive.
Eschew obfuscation.
Chew your cud
Chew with your mouth closed. Please.
Chew every bite 40 times