It is early January of 1793. The commotion outside of the Castle of Versailles is growing louder by the minute. Louis XVI, however, is not bothered, as he is getting his new suit matched, pleated and frilled in his chambers by his favorite tailor.
"Ah yes, Poilon, superb work with the gold thread on my boot leather as per usual. And now: the silk pants with Morocco pearls."
"Y-your Majesty... I think they're breaking down the front wall."
"Nonsense! Clothe me or I shall have you beheaded!"
"Absolutely, your majesty! There...
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Trucker is hauling a B-double with three containers full of computer parts.
It's getting on toward dark, and so he stops at a steakhouse for a bite.
The first thing he sees is a sign on the door:
MANAGEMENT RESERVES THE RIGHT TO REFUSE ADMISSION
No nerds? Weird. But whatever...