Mon amis, bienvenue once again. Allow me to introduce you to my very good colleague, Monsieur Victor Hugo the Bust. Hallo, Victor Hugo!
He is such a good music writer of the famous song play, Lester Miserables. But look, he is a bit miserable himself, no? I think I know why: He is sad about Jean Valjean because he has such a bad smell. Yes? Always in the sewer is M. Valjean. Why? Is he shy? Yes, that is why! Come out, Jean Valjean, come out! We will not laugh at you! We like you so very much, Jean Valjean. Here is your cookie, Jean Valjean!
[Now I whisper to you so quiet, mon amis: When Jean Valjean poke his head out of sewer, we shall hit him with mallet. Ha ha! That will make Victor Hugo the Bust to be merry, henh? Just so!]
Filed under: Literature, My Friends, Statue | Tagged: Jean Valjean, Les Miserables, Saint-Just. Les Miz, Victor Hugo
I like you. You’re the only one on the Internet that makes a lick of sense. Is Victor Hugo in hell, too, like Rousseau? He ought to be.