My great-uncle accidentally shot and killed himself. He was trying to open a coco-nut with his the butt of his gun and it went off. I didn't know him, and I'm sure it was awful for everyone he knew--but, it does seem rather--I don't know--bizarre. He lived in Pennsylvania, it was the middle of winter--where the hell did he get a fresh coco-nut? Anyway--I don't think we make light of death for it's own mean little sake. I think we do it out of fear that one day we'll be taken down by our own coco-nut.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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