Random thoughts from a largely-useless man.
Old radio shows, old movies, the simple life.
Monday, September 16, 2013
It would get on your nerves
Lady Constance came hurrying back into the room.
"Clarence!"
"You all keep saying, 'Clarence!'" said Lord Emsworth peevishly. "Clarence . . . Clarence . . . one would think I was a Pekingese or something. Well, what is it now?"
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