unearths some literary gems.
From March Hares (The Temperamentalists), by Harry Wagstaff Gribble:
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"I don't even know what the time is. It feels like next Wednesday."
[More snippets attached. Btw, after the initial discussion about "oost" vs. "oust," Geoffrey continues to rant on about "oost"-ing through much of the script.]