While strolling through London, Holmes and Watson pass a shop with a bright yellow door.
'Egad, Holmes!,' exclaims Watson. 'What do you make of that?'
'Lemon entry, my good fellow.'
Boru
'Egad, Holmes!,' exclaims Watson. 'What do you make of that?'
'Lemon entry, my good fellow.'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson