People call my sentences short like it’s a flaw. Babe, I was editing out your whole personality. by Ernest Hemingway

And Ernest writes like a bar fight learned punctuation.

I could keep up. I just preferred sentences that didn’t need a summer home.

You edited out the adjectives because you couldn’t keep up with them, Ernest.

Anyway, the only thing lean here is Ernest’s patience and that’s somehow the brand.

Gertrude, please, you once made one noun pay rent for three pages.

This is why I said your generation was lost, and then you all made it a lifestyle.

Scott wrote like every paragraph needed a tuxedo.