A non sequitur in the context of my exploits in Filipino endontology and dilettante apologetics on behalf of Israel.
Some day I will own an old plantation house in the Mississippi. (Note that I avoided the contraction "I'll." This means I mean business, since I generally consider a lack of contractions pompous. By the by, I also consider songs sung in the third person pompous.) I'll wear linen, sniff magnolias, sip lemonade, and maintain both clipped hair and moustache.
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