The simple days of the bean, they are past. Now that I am in Paris – traveling internationally, you understand, for my travels they often take me out of the nation, transnationally, international, and so on, I must visit many nations before I might consider my travels to be done – a great many things must naturally be different. Forgive me, I cannot shake hands, as mine are laden down with many jewels. (Gifts. You understand, I think, that I cannot go into greater detail than that? Ah!
The poise it takes to produce this kind of loopy balanced-imbalanced prose – the gently slipped hold on the reins of the linguistic terra cognito of the brain – is marvelous to behold. Vraiment, continue, s’il vous plait.
How I Intend To Comport Myself In Paris
20 dollars can buy many peanuts
ohgod. Literally got back from Greece Monday and I am SO CONTINENTAL I can barely stand myself.
The poise it takes to produce this kind of loopy balanced-imbalanced prose – the gently slipped hold on the reins of the linguistic terra cognito of the brain – is marvelous to behold. Vraiment, continue, s’il vous plait.
"What is a simple bean to such a complicated man, with such a complicated genital such as myself?" CONSIDER ME SLAIN BY THE ÉPEÉ OF YOUR WIT GOOD SIR