Loosely Paraphrased
May. 12th, 2006 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learnedaxMe: I've redacted Maestro Martino's quince pottage, creating... quince-flavored pie filling!
Her: This is a crime against quince and man.
Me: And yet, a surprisingly pie-like crime.
Her: No. This is a vile putrescence that shames quinces everywhere.
...
Also, it's a little bit too acidic.
Her: This is a crime against quince and man.
Me: And yet, a surprisingly pie-like crime.
Her: No. This is a vile putrescence that shames quinces everywhere.
...
Also, it's a little bit too acidic.
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 02:14 pm (UTC)New horizons in rump roast. (But at least I didn't make any jokes about South Shore suburbs.)
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Date: 2006-05-12 08:37 pm (UTC)