Does that thing ever happen you when you repeat one word over and over and over and over again and it starts to lose all meaning and it becomes just a sound or shape?
Here’s a demonstration:
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I did that once with Radio Shack, only it didn’t lose meaning, it made me realize how ridiculous a name that is.
Like Kevin, or Paul.
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That’s mean to all the Kevin and Paul’s out there. Relating them to radio shack.
Apologies radio shack, I love you.
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Like many of my ex-boyfriends, I keep Paul’s and Kevin’s brains in a jar on a shelf in my office. Neither one will participate in re-enactments of musical versions of episodes of Supernatural and they won’t do the funny voices when I make them read me bedtime stories. Their names are ridiculous. There’s a reason their bodies reside in shallow graves in the Nevada desert like discarded hookers after a busy night.
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Poor Kevin and Paul, forced to read to you without mouths. It’s a difficult life. Or shall I say death?
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