constantly making airy offhand comments to my preferred younger son about how he’s next in line for the throne after his brother but he still hasn’t killed my detested firstborn for me. kids these days have no fucking initiative.
the pokeball glitched and i just slapped the shit out of this poor gabite and I can’t stop laughing
So I don't know if it is a true story but it is hilarious. In his Impressions de Voyage, Alexandre Dumas (who also wrote The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo) recolls reading a few years ago the royalist (and so) anti-Napoleon newspaper Le Moniteur. Every day, he notes the changing tone of headlines as Napoleon, who fled from the island of Elba, approaches Paris :
The cannibal left his lair
The Corsican Ogre has just reached Golfe-Juan
The tiger has arrived at Gap
The monster spent the night in Grenoble
The tyrant has crossed Lyon
The usurper was seen sixty leagues from the capital
Bonaparte is advancing at great strides but will never enter Paris
Napoleon will be under our ramparts tomorrow
The Emperor arrived at Fontainebleau
His Imperial and Royal Majesty arrived yesterday in his Tuileries castle among his loyal subjects