One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without read more

One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.

30,000 baby chicks were sent through a San Diego factory farm chipper by workers too tired to continue individual strangling.
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30,000 baby chicks were sent through a San Diego factory farm chipper by workers too tired to continue individual strangling.
That made the chipper a chicker.. while the little drum with swirling knives into which some factories drop baby chicks is called an eviscerator.. and what is the name
for those tiny mouse sized guillotines Purina as owner of the magazine Lab Animal advertised for decapitation
of captive expendable lab animals?

There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes read more

There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes round, and he that laughs at me today will have somebody to laugh at him tomorrow.

Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.

Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.

A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, read more

A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.

I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.

I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.

I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, read more

I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, and to transfer the suspicion or dislike to the one who found pleasure in pointing out the defects of another.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake read more

A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs,,
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, you're hurt exclaim.