"Up above the world I fly, like a tea tray in the sky"

Bienvenue dans mon humble demeure. Essuyez-vous les pieds en sortant.

samedi, décembre 23, 2006

A méditer....

"Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say 'ni' at will to
old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land. Nothing is sacred. Even those
who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress at
this period in history."

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