The Man From Necropolises

WWOOWW, Gruesomely embellished Dionysian full scale assault, the man of season a with many facades! sad sack, deadly sober cobber, Medusa hooraying, voodoo buccaneer, goggling self-invaded self-hair splitters, etc., here is he laid out his fundamental role of his earthly life, the paragon of necropolises– chieftain earthly ware having feast of Etruscan cornflakes mixed with Roman elegy classical, neo-classical old and new Keynesian combo, pillared with the enduring dysfunctional house of economic and his slavery devotion on his clan! An establishment of his territorial stele! Well unmistakably yummy pecanpie template frazzle! Here, Krugman’s archeological priestly dismal and wonkish trail! The before yesterday he was a happy croc, yesterday he was a dull pot and today he is a sad sack, tomorrow he will be a scary snakes-head