The notion that the Sabra fights clean-handedly a morally justified war and that Jewish combatants are ever better than any of their opponents, emerges with striking clarity from the chronicles of the 1948 Convoy of the Thirty-five event.
Windy, muggle-smoking Louis Armstrong has never had patience or skill to build an orchestra of his own. He is happy strutting before any good hot band where he can introduce himself as The Reverend Satchel Mouth and proceed to triple-tongue a cornet at incredible speed.
The Reverend Satchel Mouth
Tilting your head to the side, inching a clip off your ear as you answer the phone, is a classicly flirtatious act, like dabbing wrists with perfume or slipping into high heels.
Please scoot over a little so I can sit down.
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