It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, and we all certainly had Bertrand down in the latter category when he started producing "artisanal CDs"; and yet he has the last laugh now as he turns down this starving writer's request for a loan and has me return empty-handed through his dark, Satanic mills where an army of malnourished Asian children is desperately yet tirelessly chipping away at mountains of round plastic discs as if to mock my aspirations and give me a glimpse of my inescapable, miserable future of barely scraping a living in the employ of the gloating nerd I should never have crossed.
Last edited by doubleshuffle; 09-20-2013 at 02:02 PM.
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