Eat at Le Cochon Très Cher.

In case Alicia Menéndez wonders… this is Six Degrees of Fruit Loops on the Bacon.

Ladies in Gemini please be advised that the following presentation will pick up right after the last American movie 🍿 released before the events in Dallas, Texas, which put an end at to Camelot in the U.S. of A.

The main character on that script [Wheelers Dealers, 1963] ushers in everything that Donald Trump thinks that is, or was, depending solely on the outcome of the next American Election at la maison de la radio over at 117 avenue du Président Kennedy.

Boing… a look back. Hey, Frida Kahlo! Take a look at the fuselage on that woman!

— So, you speak Italian!
— No, not really it’s just a little Wetback Spanish.

The Days of Wine and Roses follows, featuring “The one and Only Billy Shears” eating the rich 🤑 and boasting to Lemmy “♠️” Kilmister that Paul had broken a glass and Ringo didn’t care knowing first hand that Faul slept on a mattress stuffed with dough.

Constipation theorists at work.

 

Suffice to say that by the time Susana Poveda records tomorrow’s Certain l’Aiment show, Jodi Foster will have turned off the Auroras and use both Bret Senior and Bret Junior to transpose Mel Gibson onto the Yucatán peninsula to bring you the latest instalment of Mad Max via La Argentina.

³~. Kitchen Patrol. Bus Boys in uniform.

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