The belly and the members of the human
body were in a riot. (This is not the riot recorded
by an inferior writer, but a more notable and authentic
one.) After exhausting the well-known arguments, they
had recourse to the appropriate threat, when the man
to whom they belonged thought it time for him
to be heard, in his capacity as a unit.
“Deuce take you!” he roared.
“Things have come to a pretty pass if a fellow
cannot walk out of a fine morning without alarming
the town by a disgraceful squabble between his component
parts! I am reasonably impartial, I hope, but
man’s devotion is due to his deity: I espouse
the cause of my belly.”
Hearing this, the members were thrown
into so extraordinary confusion that the man was arrested
for a windmill.
As a rule, don’t “take
sides.” Sides of bacon, however, may be
temperately acquired.
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