End of the Semester
I was just eating a bowl of Apple Jacks, and I kept trying to think to myself what exactly it was that Apple Jacks tasted like.
After about ten minutes (two bowls), I finally decided that Apple Jacks taste vaguely of apples.
posted by John Pierce @ 11:01 PM
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And you have a Masters??
Yep. But it's in English, and so I would have had to have read the box label to understand anything, and I didn't have it nearby. So it goes.
Even the slightest suggestion (especially repeated over and over) can leave an imprint on the mind that makes one eventually believe that they are experiencing (or have experienced) the suggestion.
If you interrogate an innocent person long enough they will eventually come to believe they have committed the crime.
Thus, Applejacks will eventually taste like apples. Or your that one cousin Jack, that the family doesn't acknowledge anymore.
Go to the library and do a post. Being in Menard is no excuse for not posting. I did my dream post for you and ended up crying all night. The least you can do is entertain me with a post.
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