Saturday, May 1, 2010

So we are having an '89 Rieussec for dessert along with a zurracapote I'm cooking on the side burner of the barbecue. If this isn't good enough to get somebody dancing then I'm useless. Dancing? No, coupling in the weeds!  "Coupling?"  Man, you can take the boy out of Cambridge, but you can't take the Cambridge out of the boy. "Coupling" Fuck me!

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