The poet Ogden Nash contended that the worst kind of sins were the sins of omission. Sins of commission, he argued, often involved some degree of fun, while sins of omission were generally no fun at all.
“Where,” he asked, rhetorically, “is the fun in shouting: ‘The next round of unpaid bills is on . . . → Read More: A Job Undone

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