It is with great sadness that I must report that New Hampshire does not appear to have my brand of frozen tortellini for sale in its supermarkets. Thus ends my quest to, as my parents say, become a tortellini. In compensation I commit myself to eating more of my other regular staples to include donuts and sandwiches. With any luck and continued perseverance I can obtain my alternate goal; that of becoming a pizza. I counsel everyone in this time of trouble and hardship to evaluate their own lives and to each consider in their own ways what frozen tortellini means to them. We are a strong people, and together we can be a strong nation. This crisis too will pass. Just like the refrigerated tortellini and frozen chimichanga crises of the past. Thank you for your time and thank you for your compassion. And please, if anyone has any frozen tortellini with them; please send it to me. Good night, God bless, and God bless America.
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- Gustavus Adolphus
- Saint Anthony's, Republic of Texas, United States
- In 1631 King Gustav II Adolf of Sweden, sovereign of most of Scandinavia and much of the Baltic, entered Northern Europe in what would eventually be the salvation of the Protestant forces being pushed back by the Catholic Reconquest of continental Europe. Like King Gustav, I am a student. I suppose that made little sense, but it always seemed to me that blogs themselves never made much in the way of sense either. Nevertheless, in the spirit of sharing stories with family and distant friends, to be able to arms-thrashing-wildly rant on end when no one else will listen, and so as to serve as a store place of the memories I all too quickly forget the very next day I will periodically post thoughts, stories, pictures and curse words for all to see. The king is dead. Long live the king!
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