Archive for September 2010

Friday, September 17 2010, 8:55 p.m.

September 17, 2010

Meine Liebe Fruitfly, As much as I respect the Byronic glamour with which you fell on your sword–drowning yourself in my glass of port wine–I can’t help but wonder if your efforts would have held more gravitas if you had seen fit to do yourself in in a more humble fashion–suffocating under a grape, perhaps? or getting caught in the doorframe. Still, you made your point. Love Always, Litszen