Pixie Dust, Tuesday
Tuesday, May 20th, 2008 07:42 amThey were, apparently, in France, a hundred odd years after Romeo had last been there.
This called for a special. He poured himself a snifter of Grand Marnier (it tasted like oranges, which made it an acceptable morning drink) and set a sign out front of the store reading:
SALE!
FRENCH DESIGNERS
20% OFF
Nous avons les meilleures modes moderne.
ENTREZ!
Pixie Dust was open. Frenchily.
This called for a special. He poured himself a snifter of Grand Marnier (it tasted like oranges, which made it an acceptable morning drink) and set a sign out front of the store reading:
FRENCH DESIGNERS
20% OFF
Nous avons les meilleures modes moderne.
ENTREZ!
Pixie Dust was open. Frenchily.