So in addition to my new-agey herbal teas, I also drink plain old Salada Ceylon black in the mornings, and plenty of it. Salada's tags have those real Borscht Belt groaner jokes on them, like Bazooka Joe comics for the divorce-and-Metamucil crowd. Things like, "Good jokes kept Frankenstein in stitches" or "Race track: A place where windows clean people."
Then, today, I got this one: "History is often an agreed-upon set of fabrications."
Dang! I mean, well, yeah, but still, dang. Who's writing this stuff, Michel Foucault? Have a little postmodern social theory with your caffeine! Fewer calories than a biscotti!
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