Sunday, March 30, 2014

Dear Trolls

A sensible man, when barked at by curs of your type, spits on them and continues on his way.
So bark away, bray, howl, brew your poison; your inability, like that of the toad, to spit beyond your own nose, causing it to fall back on yourself, will succeed in covering but yourself with the poison you would like to sully others with.
The sentence ends with a preposition, but then I imagine it was translated. No one can deny however that the Marquis de Sade had a way with words.
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