via Gerard, a little on-air fellatio
Apropos of Nothing
“In Romania, on moonlit nights, the peasant women used to look down into a well until they saw the reflection of the moon. Then they let down a pail, slowly drew up water with the moon in it and, with a spoon, drank its reflection. Looking down into the well at that moment, they could see the face of their future bridegroom.”
I’m a sucker for pretty quotes