Want to turn me off? Lose all interest in you? Be stupid. I don’t mean stupid as in village idiot. I mean stupid as in stupid. Brain cells rubbing together – not igniting. No spark. Just the same old regurgitated sameness.
My paranoia (of which I have far too little) kicking in: Which is why, as is my often lamented wont, I will not be too specific. Let’s just say that the person who keeps repeating (ad nauseam) that “empty vessels make the loudest noise” needs to hit the delete button. Or maybe buy a new record. Since hers is clearly stuck. On the other hand – no idea how musical she is – she may reflect on how little noise her full, constipated and self satisfied vessel makes. I am not deaf.