A Bug's Life

The trouble with major_clanger is that sometimes he tosses me an idea which drives me to an inevitable conclusion such as inventing a funicular railway for haggises. It's to help them breed, y'see, and overcome the problems of having one leg shorter than the other so they fall down hills. Or they could build a small wall to catch themselves, as they meet each other and fall over trying to get into position - a retaining wall, piled high with frantically rutting haggises.

But sometimes he catches me trying to describe the film Capote to someone over the phone, and it becomes obvious that I have conflated Truman Capote (the writer) with Al Capone (the independent businessman) and come up with Al Capote ("He was famous, but I can't remember why"), and he collapses with giggles. And explains. "Ah, I assumed it was going to be an action-adventure movie. I'm wrong?"

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