'I', indeed
"I?" inquired Irene innocently.
"It isn't impossible," intoned Isaac.
"It is improbable indeed," inisted Irene icily.
Irked, Isaac invited Imogene in. Imogene idolized interviews.
"Imagine, " invoked Imogene ingeniously, "I'm important. If I'm impressed, I improve Irene's image. Isn't it in Irene's interest?"
Irene implored Imogene. "Ideals? Imposing Ideas? Idiocy!"
ISAAC IMPLODED.

























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