Mr. Pedantic and Mr. Hothead were having their regular literary discourse.
"Oscar Wilde once said," Hothead began.
"Did he say it, or did he write it?" Pedantic asked.
"Ok, Oscar Wilde once wrote," Hothead began again.
"Wait a minute. Was Mr. Wilde a novelist, playwright or essayist?"
"Oh, for heaven's sake," Hothead screamed beside himself.
"If that's what Mr. Wilde wrote then he couldn't have been much of a writer, now could he?" Pedantic said coolly.
They parted ways with Hothead fuming and Pedantic as cool as ice knowing that they would have a similar discussion a week from today.
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