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Napolean manages a short
meeting with his future common-law brother-in-law
Posted
June 10, 2007 by beamlette and Clara in OR
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Napolean: Ah, so you are the man who has captivated my
dear sister E’Clair. We are similar, are we not? Tall,
dark and free-style – do you suppose it is Freudian on E’Clair’s
part?
Tancredi: Mais non, m’sieur – I am no-theeng like vous, no of-feense meant –
Napolean: None taken. I am most forgiving, as it is
better for my karma to hold no grudges or dwell on perceived insults. My
concern is for my sister’s happiness –
Tancredi: An’ ‘er ‘happiness
ees ma concern aussi – een
zat are we u-ni-ted, mon ami.
Napolean: This bodes well for our future relationship –
will I call you “brother” sometime in the near future, legally or spiritually?
Tancredi: Eet weel be strict-lee spiritual – marriage in ma famille ees not ze cus-tome.
Napolean: I believe in the spiritual bond as well –
legalities do not guarantee a lasting union any more than the simple joining of
two hearts, minds and souls. And where do you plan to live?
Tancredi: We each shall to live een
our customary maisons – no-theeng weel change.
Napolean: Perhaps that is best – my sister may
preserve her own sense of self, and not be smothered by any demands. You are
truly spiritually enlightened; I am pleased…
Tancredi: Oui, an’
someone ‘as turned ze light on us, ‘ave zey not? I sense we are be-ing watched…
Napolean: Oh, we are ALL watched by the great spirit
of the one who brings light and truth and beauty to our world *smile*.
Tancredi: Zat may be, but I
am not so sure eet ees bee-nevolent… Bee Eff Carl may be
behind this…
Napolean: This Bee Eff Carl
you speak of – I do not sense he wishes us harm. He may only wish that we not
walk in darkness.
Tancredi: An’ ‘e al-zo weesh zat I not walk weez ma belle E’Clair. Or drive. Or seet. ‘e
ees a ‘ard, ‘ard homme.
Napolean: Surely you exaggerate, my soon-to-be-brother.
Perhaps we should summon the Great Light to soften his heart, and make him see
the beauty of your relationship.
Tancredi: Sum-mon ze Great Light eef you weel – meantime, *I* shall SUMMON to find ze keys to ze voiture!
Talk about a flaky pastry!
Young Shulamith
kept her promise to Gav in this story –
I know
something you don’t know…
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