The Duke
…Reasons why the otherwise natural combination of booze, poetry, and Star Trek don’t mix. I apologize profusely for the horrid sin against Leonard (it seemed like a sure bet at the time).
I found these cigarette pack scribblings while sifting through papers this weekend. The Duke crowd will might remember these.
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I’m rendered speechless, yet smiling profusely! Very funny! :)
Heh. :)
Oh that such evenings should once again visit upon us. I long to hear those carefree words spoken with true whimsy, “The night is but a fetus.” Let us raise a glass.
In all seriousness I must ask you this — Why punt the money?!