Dear Caspian
I'm sorry. I shall try my very best to never be in your way again. Thank you for you graciousness, Sire.
posted by keyed in at 3:20 PM |
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the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.
I'm sorry. I shall try my very best to never be in your way again. Thank you for you graciousness, Sire.
posted by keyed in at 3:20 PM |
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3 Comments:
Sire is a curious word. I believe it is used when referencing an animal that gets paid a stud fee. Interesting. I to shall try to avoid any unruly run-ins in the future and any unfortunate uses of the word “sire”. LIB.
-caspian
3:30 PM
May all your "final" days, carry amongst thine winds, a select level of graciousness meant to both undue your diet of the elementary as well as repricocate your distinction of the "prophecy".
3:36 AM
"May all your final days, carry amongst thine winds, a select level of graciousness meant to both undue your diet of the elementary as well as repricocate your distinction of the prophecy."
Translation:
"May all your gifts be gracious tens."
7:06 PM
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