He sighed. It was a long sigh, weary and worldly-wise. The kind of sigh you could picture God heaving after six days of hard work and looking forward to some serious cosmic R&R, only to be handed a report by an angel concerning a problem with someone eating an apple. – Interworld (Gaiman/Reaves)
Archive for June, 2009
Dr. Livingstone, I presume
Þrif hafa tekið ranga beygju á einhverjum tímapunkti þegar þú þarft að biðja um hamar og færð tækifæri til að vitna í Henry Stanley; “Dr. Livingstone, I presume.”
