I Think Therefore I Am Or Am I

~I Think Therefore I am, or Am I~ "I think therefore I am", Or that’s what I used to think it said. But I’m not so sure now, it’s something else instead. "I fink therefore I am", is the new way to learn, We hear it everywhere, but it’s so hard to discern. ‘Is it free as not paying for?’ this question I ask ‘For the two pounds of apples, for my luncheon repast.’ “Oh don’t be so fick there’s free pound to pay,” “I owe you 2 quid so here you are now - good day.” ‘But how can that be, if you said it was free? I looked at him and stood very still. “I fink you are fick, he looked at me quick” “Pay what you owe, or feel this you will.” He raised up his fist, it was tight in a ball, I thought I’d better leave now or not leave at all. “I fought it was strange when you entered my store, All posh and stuck up, and I could say more.” ‘I asked for three pounds of apples and you said to me, There you go mate that’s it, your free.’ ‘I’m puzzled and shocked and not faintly amused I fought he was fick but now it’s been proved. I thought I was right and I know now that I am It’s not me at all it’s that damn apple man.
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Horsman Avatar
August 13, 2012 at 9:03 AM
So clever is this Mandy, and funny too. soup mail urgent, running out of contest places
Palmer Avatar
August 10, 2012 at 11:21 AM
hahaha this is fick,great write GG,love it
Williams Avatar
August 10, 2012 at 9:59 AM
Mandy this is very clever as well,,,I fink...David
Scott Avatar
August 10, 2012 at 9:53 AM
Ive been in similer situations trust your instinks very intelegance peiec my nane used to write like this xx david scott
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