In Paris they grow them beautiful. After four days over there though, we’ve had to return to the snowstorm of ugly misanthropy in London. These are some odds and ends which have been lurking at the back of my camera making me sad. Oh well, I heard they’re doing Fashion Week in Jamaica next month, sounds sweet to me.
If strip clubs were honest about what lay behind their doors they’d have flickering pink neon signs of this chief hanging out front and they’d all be named Frustration McLonely’s.
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You think the dominant ethno-cultural group in your neighborhood is weird? Until you’ve tasted the glory that is the French Canadian you have no idea. This guy is going to bring his three plain burgers (with extra gravy) to a local bar, salt up his beer, and give some stranger a two-hour lecture on why “De womens” have more nerve endings in “deir assholes dan deir vagines.”
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