TSF is April's

[rzemanfl]

Centerfold Fool. That is all. Goodnight.

[ananda]

1. Eliot

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

...
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,

[greatauntoftriplets]

2. OMG!!! I hope that he's fully clothed!

The opposite is too ugly to contemplate.