oooooh. I thought it meant in THE dumps. I was like, man, at least I get to be crazy and not know about my misery. haha, misery. MISERey. i had so much caffine, my tummy hurts. its all good, my paper kicks ass. but think of all the cool art you'll have at the dump. all those baby nipples and steering wheels. yaaay!
now you have me thinking of the multiple meanings of "dump." Damn you. What if I'm in the dumps after being dumped living in a dump? or something else equally (not)complicated. Oh ambiguity... how I both love and loath thee.
I'm also thinking about all the fun things I could find in a dump... in addition to all the scarier, unsanitary items.
SOrry. We are so postmodern. Now let's look up the etymology of the word "dump" and see how it changes in terms of "ville." And then we'll wonder why no one will talk to us and make us sit at the wantard table. during lunch.
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I'm also thinking about all the fun things I could find in a dump... in addition to all the scarier, unsanitary items.
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