Now one things for dang shore, everwho come up with drugstore language should be roped and dragged out in the brush and wearin a big sign that jest says guilty.
No need to get more infinitesimal than that until hes through bouncin through the puckerbrush.
As Im shore you know, since our choice of subject today is arithmeticals and has to do with the language we speak, this here is yore ol pal and philosophizer Windy Wilson.
Slim usually does these, but he looks the other way sometimes if I sneak by him. You know. Only when its a universal primalchordium that applicates to all of us, of course.
So heres the skinny, and Im shore you recognizate it, too. Drugstore language was invented by some guy who thought he was educationin the world by teachin em a new language. Used to be, there was aspirin.
Now that aint too bad. Spelled it right, too, cuz we been starin at it by the sink since Spot was a pup.
But you know how them educators get. You dont stop at aspirin, oh no, you gotta ename all the pills ever made so no one can pronounce em. Like Tramexabuteral. That one has somethin to do with curin the miseries, but I dont rememberate which part of you needs to be fixed.
But dont you worry, cuz them druggist guys and doctor guys went to college for a hunnert years to learn that, and its dang few that want to share.
Wouldnt it be a heckuva lot easier to jest walk in and ask for a pill to make it easier to use the little house? You know. But that would jest make sense and would embarrass the doctors and nurses and pharmacinders in our lives cuz they couldnt show off any more.
Wish we could try it out, like askin for a bottle of Leftleglimpnomore or Catchanoserunnin. Thats why it takes down-to-earth kinda philosofickals like me to set the tone for universality-type improvements. And you can tell em I said so.
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