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05-04-2007, 08:17 PM | #2512 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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4/10
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
05-17-2007, 06:25 AM | #2516 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
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It's a rhetorical strategy called litotes.
Use it in a paper, your teacher might think your intelligent.
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05-17-2007, 05:23 PM | #2518 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
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I didn't like Ren and Stimpy. And what did your comment say? I cant read internet lingo.
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