A brief, if not, unfortunately, mercurial coda: I grew up deprived of
Snickers because there weren't any, while Mars bars were everywhere
(hmm) - how then did the Vikings make a speciality of deep-frying them?
Mars bars yes, Snickers no, unless they mysteriously submerged & then
re-emerged after centuries of oblivion.
Martin
judy prince wrote:
> God God, pieces of cod, and now tail-chasing ...
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>> ... These are questions... You can bite your arse off with that kind of
>> hermeneutic tail-chasing...
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Comme les masques sont les signes qu'il y a des visages, les mots sont les signes - qu'il y a des choses. Et ces choses sont les signes de l'incompréhensible. - Marcel Schwob
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