I'm about to drink a can of beer that is 11.6% and to prove it's me I've photographed it against a background of my latest french literary acquisition
i defy any of you to provide such evidence
i found that even though the massacre scenes and brutalities are harrowing they exerted a fascination and i started looking forward to the next outrage
@version says all the mallarmé transitions he's found are crap so i've found this excerpt online
which someone has translated as follows
here's my version
Who once would pass, over my beautiful slumbers -
Those of a spoiled child - ever letting fall,
Like snow, white bouquets of perfumed...
I've been drinking this stuff called rince cochon which translates as pigswill
theres a yellow can at 8.5% and a red can that's cherry flavour at 7.5% both are glorious
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