A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
(Bloomsday -- June 16 -- is the day when James Joyce fans in Dublin and around the world celebrate his novel, Ulysses, which took place on that date in 1904. Joyce chose that date because his first date with his wife-to-be -- an uneducated chambermaid -- happened on that day. I doubt that I will ever again attempt to read Ulysses. I know that I will never again attempt to read Finnegan's Wake.)
A statue of James Joyce in Dublin |
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