The Roar we hear when we place a seashell next to our ear is not the ocean, but the sound of blood surging through the veins of the ear.
Unless of course you're a bubleheaded beach blonde...in that case it's the wind blowing thru your other ear...cascading off the inside walls of your gloriously empty head...lampposts are brighter than you dear...if I gave you a necklace full of miniature seashells the echo of emptiness would be deafening you mental midget with mammory glands...a deck of cards has a higher IQ...you're the only dumbass @ the beach with your left ear in the water listening for seashells...your mental prowess is unheralded in the annals of ignorancy...when someone says 'null and void' you think they're talking about you and your twin...you probably shouldn't be allowed outside without a leash...you make Simple Simon seem like a rocket scientist!!!
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