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Christophe Grandsire scripsit:

> (last time we ate at Mc
> Donald's was in France, and there we were even wondering where Mc Donald's
> actually got their fries, because they cannot be found anywhere in shops).

They do their own potato processing.

--
And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening
beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from
inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding
and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic
tenebrous ultimate gods --  the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul
is Nyarlathotep. (Lovecraft) John [log in to unmask]