A lumberjack was going about his business and approaches a likely-looking tree.
'Wait!', says the tree. 'You can't chop me down - I've been a talking tree my entire life!'
'Well,' says the lumberjack, hefting his axe, 'now you're going to dialogue.'
Boru
'Wait!', says the tree. 'You can't chop me down - I've been a talking tree my entire life!'
'Well,' says the lumberjack, hefting his axe, 'now you're going to dialogue.'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson