
Or far more likely the French and their outRAEgous aczents just offered plenty of potential jokes.
Matthew
From far, from eve and morning, And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me, Blew hither: here am I. -A.E. Housman
posted @ Sun, Jul 19, 2015 8:18:17 pm EDT from 64.85.229.140