There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice as it were of a gentle wind...
Monday, 26 December 2011
Feeling Trumpsugaratic
You know that when you feel all trumpsugaratic and it makes you all happy like a happy bee then you know that you're as happy as a happy bee can be, which is how it feels when you're feeling all trumpsugaratic which I am.
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