“We’re going to drown in all the bullshit, don’t you think, Barnaby?”
Elsie does not make her profanities lightly. Cursing is serious business for her. Don’t swear if you don’t really mean it. Continue reading
“We’re going to drown in all the bullshit, don’t you think, Barnaby?”
Elsie does not make her profanities lightly. Cursing is serious business for her. Don’t swear if you don’t really mean it. Continue reading
Winston Churchill, the last truly great Anglo-Saxon warrior, is purported to have said: Acquiescence before a more formidable power is not acquiescence; it is acceptance of the inevitable. Continue reading
“It’s funny, Barnaby,” Cecil says after spooning in some swanky porridge, a habit of talking with his mouth full I’ve tried gently chiding him away from, “to have lived long enough now to be able to witness history as it plays out.”
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