Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Tails for Fruitcakes

In the grand scheme that chews the tapestries of our expanding universe there's probably nothing less important than whether or not the Saints of Afon-Bedd get a chocolate cake or a fruitcake on their Saint's Day.

Nor should a writer of pulp permit his own preference for fruitcakes interfere with the decision making process. Briefly, very briefly, maybe a couple of months, Ancient Athens chose it's leader through lottery. Therefore, I'll be tossing a coin if I can find one. Tails for Fruitcake.

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