Sunday, September 27, 2009
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With Florian Reusch in the sidebar, does our unanimous consent resolution yet linger on the table, to the effect that it's perfectly all right to make an exception to our rule against crying for bicepfeasts before noon on Sundays, if the repast in question is marmoreal, engorged, and inflected with peach, cream, and blue? Because if it is, I move its immediate adoption, with obeisances of anguished unreadiness for our present host. Oh, I cannot wait for consensus to plead my case for amnesty! Better to heave oneself upon the breach, and pray for capture on the other side.
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