it's the thought that counts
My girlfriend's dog died, so to cheer her up I got her an identical one. She had the audacity to ask what she's supposed to do with two dead dogs.
Satan (impatiently) to Newcomer: The trouble with you Chicago people is, that you think you are the best people down here; whereas you are merely the most numerous.
- - - Mark Twain, "Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar" 1897
