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To Wallace the word “epiphany” always sounded the same—and presumably travelled the same happy neurological path in his brain—as “a panty raid.”
May 2, 2006 at 1:07 PM ::
funny, to me, it conjures up images of dripping wet greek boys vying and diving for a big white cross (same difference).
goliard on 05/04/06 at 09:38 AM ::