I do not know if the culprit was Fezzik, who likes eating plastic, or Vorenus, who likes eating carbohydrates. It would seem evident, though, that I was in need of a reminder not to neglect anything that I might eventually want to eat.
I do not know if the culprit was Fezzik, who likes eating plastic, or Vorenus, who likes eating carbohydrates. It would seem evident, though, that I was in need of a reminder not to neglect anything that I might eventually want to eat.
I had a religious experience on Friday. Wandering through the Marais, our mission to procure more pants (ah, adulthood) complete, the Purrito stopped in front of the window of a Jewish bakery and pointed at a loaf of halle bread. Having walked this road many times before, always refusing the offer, I was prepared to dismiss …
Fezzik In Paris 