At length I remembered the last resort of a great princess who, when told that the peasants had broken into her royal bakery and were hurling the contents into the street, replied: “Then let them yeet cake.”
March 20, 2020
From “Rousseau on Rye” by “Wry” Ron Pilkinton
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