Its is a long day, a day whose memory shall be immortal.
M (also known as Dr. T, praise unto him be) ascends from the blue smoke, a proud countenance.
M: " Henceforth, I shall have two faces."
His Insignificant Aide (Ia, curses unto her immoral soul) gasps. The sight is breathtaking.
Ia: "gasp!"
Clear as the afternoon sky, M has two faces.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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