Yes, Rosie and I have been talking about Passion of late. Trying to formulate the sentences to explain our frustration and disappointment and worry. [shall return to this subject soon] in the mean time, from kv (the girl, not the page):

a duck walks into a bar.
"do you got any bread?" he says to the barman.
"no," says the barman, "sorry."
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
"no, i just told you," says the barman, "this is a bar... we don't have
any bread."
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
"no," says the barman, getting frustrated. "we don't."
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
"no we do not have any bread! now git!" says the barman.
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
"no we don't! stop asking and go away!" says the barman.
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
"look, duck, if you ask me that one more time, i'm going to nail your
goddam beak to the bar!" says the barman.
"do you got any nails?" says the duck.
"no, for god's sake, we don't have any goddam nails!" shouts the barman.
"do you got any bread?" says the duck.
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