
Can you imagine the fun you'd have putting this in bed for a guest to find when they wake up?
Now that would be some lively breakfast conversation.
Hmmm...baby shower gifts?
From the radical knitting blog - theanticraft.com
Après moi le déluge. Or just a light mist.
The ramblings, rants and random things that I find interesting.
That Louis Quinze (XV) was such a cut up. After taxing the peasants into near- starvation, he reportedly said, "Après moi, le déluge."
"After me, the floods." As in Noah-sized proportions. Louis thought big, at least of himself.
Louis, stop with the pretty words already! You're killing us. No, really, you are.
My ego is of more modest proportion. Thus, "Après moi, le déluge. Or just a light mist."
Because, sometimes, it is just nice to know that after you're gone, you'll be mist.
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