Count Bérubé’s passage over Piedmont.
You’ve read it elsewhere, but the sinistral contract obligates I mention it, and so: Michael Bérubé renounces blogging exile, joins the gang at Crooked Timber. Hot holy damn.
Liverwurst, Battenburg, Emmenthal, Syllabub, Muscadet—
Throw it away! We need more height! Toss it all over the side!
O Newton, release this apple from its earthly shackles!
Throw it all away, and live to fight another day—
And the WAAGNFNP is coming! Coincidence? (It is, but convention requires me to write) I think not.
Creativity at its best, this is the only expression that I can share with you! I expect new topics in the fore coming installment of articles, good luck to you all.
I always spent my half an hour to read this website’s content daily along with a mug of coffee.