The Smile of a Logician

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“So you’re making fun out of Pascal are you? He’s a friend of mine.”

“Well, I think he’s somewhat too old.”

“The fort just ran”

“Who told you so?”

“Some people at the European centre of amour. I used to be one of them fluffy things. What do you call ‘em?”

“Clouds.”

“Yeah! That’s the word. Now I’m nothing but an ex-philosopher.”

“Hey! What’s your problem?”

“I suffer from a lung illness. It aint just anything.”

“What’s it called?”

“Cirrus.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s 800 degrees.Celsius.”

“Oh my! That’s serious.”

“No it’s not. I’m just pulling your leg. I aint the least serious.”

“Oh well! Have a good one …”