Brings us by First Disobedience, and the Fruit—a red apple, plump, crisp and juicy.
Whether He was a Craftsman or an Engineer, just or unjust, funny or dull, signifies little:
He the Children’s Erstwhile father had been, and no uncle or brother can ever take his place.
“What’s this folly that has been given him, that he even profiles infinite loops! Isn’t this the hacker?”
J— said to them, “Only in his Own Org, among his friends and in his own home does a potboilermaker eject humor.”
—bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk!
