The first, very first thing my husband said to me this morning was, "I think it's a dirty trick that it's called 'zoology'" (using the correct pronunciation)
He's right. Filthy trick. "So," I replied, "I move that we give the word three 'o's and pronounce it 'zoo-ology'"
It's true. My dear Tyson and I have but one mind and one way of thinking. There is in every thing a most remarkable resemblance of character and ideas between us. We seem to have been designed for each other.
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