"He looked like the poet Shelley after a big night out with Lord Byron."

P.G.Wodehouse


perjantai 31. joulukuuta 2010

He stood silently supporting himself with one hand against a cab shelter and catching invisible flies with other, a sort of sweet, fixed smile on his face

Sam Marlowe: "Perharps I'll come back tomorrow."
Arnie Rogers: "When's that?"
Sam Marlowe: "The day after today."
Arnie Rogers: "That's yesterday. Today's tomorrow."
Sam Marlowe: "It was."
Arnie Rogers: "When was tomorrow yesterday, Mr Marlowe?"
Sam Marlowe: "Today."
Arnie Rogers: "Oh, sure. Yesterday."


By Bean & Crumpet

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