o luna bella non mi scordar, non scartare langoscia del mio cuore.
Remember the skandalon skoolz, a webpage built so hastily to showcase the mission?
Alas, it was mercilessly attacked, as the truth so invariably is.
Dud fled into the wilds of Bensonhurst Bugattis, littering the virtual landscape with milk dud cartons in her haste to flee pharaoh's wrath, and hoping thereby to ascend mount caramello, to catch the quickest ride to Paradise.
(This is a joke, what really happened is too distressing and nobody ever wants to know.)
Nonetheless, the stone that the builders rejected, the stumbling stone that makes one trip, has become the stone of the corner. And blessed be he who is not scandalized by me.
