Friday, July 22, 2016

Seeing a World That Isn't There (Okay, Maybe One Aisle Over)

If I ever bought a racehorse (and this won't happen, since I don't believe in horse torture) I would name the thoroughbred "C'est à pleurer." Or, rather, I would name it "Cestàpleurer." And the man with the old-timey voice who calls the races over the track's loudspeakers as it all goes down live would excitedly narrate, "Sestaplurrer has just taken the lead!"

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