No, no, that’s the music you heard when it come on. Graphic homoeroticism? Does that mean they’re going to get them out? I’ve got Aunt Irma visiting. Oh, do you […]
From then until possibly midnight all was silence, the silence of the dead; then, suddenly, the awful moan of the morning broke upon my startled ears, and there came again […]
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the […]
Martin: What’s with all the strange looking words on some of these posts and pages? Julius: It’s Latin. Martin: Ah. Do you read Latin? Julius: Not a word. Martin: That’s […]