"You do not comprehend?" he said.
"Not I," I replied.
"Then you are not of the brotherhood."
"How?"
"You are not of the masons."
"Yes, yes," I said "yes! yes."
"You? Impossible! A mason?"
"A mason," I replied.
"A sign," he said.
"It is this," I answered, producing a trowel from beneath the folds of my
roquelaire.
"You jest," he exclaimed, recoiling a few paces. "But let us proceed to the
Amontillado."
Weed, yes indeed, our founding fathers grew it.
"You do not comprehend?" he said.
"Not I," I replied.
"Then you are not of the brotherhood."
"How?"
"You are not of the masons."
"Yes, yes," I said "yes! yes."
"You? Impossible! A mason?"
"A mason," I replied.
"A sign," he said.
"It is this," I answered, producing a trowel from beneath the folds of my
roquelaire."You jest," he exclaimed, recoiling a few paces. "But let us proceed to the
Amontillado."
good stuff. i love that exchange :)
and the opening line of that story is money too.
The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as best I could; but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge.
All I can say is welcome to Earth from the Freeman Perspective.Ray Buck Lewis is a Freeman who should be in jail
Yes We Can played backwards says, "Thank You Satan"No it doesn't.