Things I want to do before I die.



The government clerk lodges a complaint, and I became a mediator, and such a mediator!... I assure you Talleyrand couldn't hold a candle to me.

" "Why, where was the difficulty?" "Ah, you shall hear....

We apologize in due form: we are in despair, we entreat forgiveness for the unfortunate misunderstanding.

The government clerk with the sausages begins to melt, but he, too, desires to express his sentiments, and as soon as ever he begins to express them, he begins to get hot and say nasty things, and again I'm obliged to trot out all my diplomatic talents.

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