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I'm Sure A Psychologist Would See Something Highly Significant In How Absent-minded I Am. I Mean I'd Forget My Head If It Wasn't Attached To My Neck By Muscles, Ligaments And My Esophagus.

However, My Problems With My Memory Are Further Complicated By The Fact That While I Don't Have Any Recollection Of Things I Have Actually Done, I Have Very Vivid Recollections Of Loads Of Things That I Haven't Done.

If You Travel To The States... They Have A Lot Of Different Words Than Like What We Use. For Instance: They Say 'elevator', We Say 'lift'; They Say 'drapes', We Say 'curtains'; They Say 'president', We Say 'seriously Deranged Git.'

But As In All Cults, What's Central To The Communist Party Is The Belief System And The Elimination Of Nuance. From There You're Very Slowly Led Down The Road To Fanaticism And Mass Murder.

I Have A Lot Of Nice Italian Winter Clothes That Make Me Look Like A Sophisticated Lebanese Professor, So My Friend Robert And I Go Around Pretending To Be Experts In Arabic Politics. It Doesn't Work In The Summer Though. I Don't Have The Right Clothes.