(Inspired by an off-hand quip carelessly tossed around in Miercucea Cuic.)
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March 15th, 2006 at 9:09 am
So that’s what he looks like without the makeup.
(Frank O’Connor – who isn’t a member of Blogger and is therefore forced to prostrate himself in front of the god of anonimity
March 15th, 2006 at 9:32 am
Spunky little tart, innit he?
(Say, I think you should be able to choose “Other” and then enter a name, rather than be anonymous. Which is better than LiveJournal where you *are* forced. In any event, I’ll migrate to WP at some point. </endgeekery>)
December 18th, 2006 at 4:39 pm
[...] However, when Cristian directed my gaze to the side plaque, I was immediately shocked. The ethnic-Hungarian who designed the sculpture probably would have never undertaken the commission if he were to know the plaque would be the masterpiece work of a blatantly xenophobic scumbag in the revisionist vein of demagogues like Gigi Becali or Vadim Tudor. [...]