Melanie might have given him his new coat but this sash was her gift, her own secret guerdon for him to wear into battle, something that would make him remember her every time he looked at it.

But, Rhyanon, all I want to do, is to build a rapport, And that's when you call me, a fat smurf whore. Useless fuckwipe, a pudley, a chud and a sackashit, Green card cunt, snarling wolverine bitch, you throw a fit.

This library has dependencies on a lot of other libraries. We have to compile all of those other libraries first.

Listen, we're in need of a change and know that European things (especially French) seem to work well in the States. I'm prepared to bring over my know-how and create a Croissanterie or a Cręperie if someone is willing to fund it and offer us (il)legal immigrant status. I'll wait for your responses...........