"The lithe siluette of this man came to me in many a dream ere long ago. Yet only now do I understand the erronous ways of my younger days, all those times of denial, to wit: the femminist falacy of my troubled youth. Turkish Rambo opened my mind's eye to sublime truth of the superiority of man in ways I still cannot fully comprehend. His wonderous style of extermination, yielding a kill count to shame any endevour of Chuck Norris, his mastery of knife and rocket launcher ... oh, now I know what it means to be turkishly delighted! Badass to the bone, with voice to melt a heart of stone....Well, off to the kitchen then. If I could find you turkish Ramo, in a form of flesh and blood, I would readily be your huckleberry everlasting"
Virginia Woolf "Domesticality of Cool - essays in domestic philosophy"
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