I enter a room. Women swoon and fall over Like my Dominoes.
do you 'pick them up'? ?
What? After they've been on the floor. Not likely. unless someone dusted them down first.
Our Mr Freud would find this most interrresting.
Wonder if he read the poem it satirizes? mmmm...
opps watch that step......ha ha
I know... but think of all those lovely soft landings... mmm...
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do you 'pick them up'? ?
What? After they've been on the floor. Not likely. unless someone dusted them down first.