There is an awkward secret here, not a darkness so much as a light under a bushel. I cannot speak of it, but without speaking of it I can say little at all.
If all I seem to be talking about is baby stuff, there is a reason other than that this is all I am thinking of.
The bushel will be lifted at some point. No peeking, please.
Posted by Dunx at July 13, 2005 09:15 AM
A blatant (and, of course, successful) attempt to pique the curiosity of your audience. We await further developments with breathless anticipation, Mr Mystery...