poisonedkiss: A- ka B- zu C- mi D- te E- ku F- lu G- ji H- ri I- ki J- zu K- me L- ta M- rin N- to O- mo P- no Q- ke R- shi S- ari T- chi U- do V- ru W- mei X- na Y- fu Z- zi You may call me…Mikashitafu.
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Shikuzukumimika. Please don’t call me this. It sounds retarded.
“They were an incongruous pair, but everybody seemed to argue that history made them into a pair. The incongruities leapt out for all to see: Adams, the short, stout, candid-to-a-fault New Englander; Jefferson, the tall, slender, elegantly elusive Virginian; Adams, the highly combustible, ever combative, mile-a-minute talker, whose favorite form of conversation was an argument; Jefferson, the always cool and self-contained enigma, who regarded debate and argument as violations of the natural harmonies he heard inside his own head. The list could go on - the Yankee and the Cavalier, the orator and the writer, the bulldog and the greyhound. They were the odd couple of the American Revolution … Choosing between them seemed like choosing between the head and the heart of the American Revolution.”—