bonjour encore mon beau...
When yer fridge is empty as mine you do whatya can do
du nord au sud: la hair= "Liberty" Fries, (made in America bitches!)
Oui, je m' apelle set off the fire alarm cookin those guys.
La eyes son zucchini et cherry tomatoes,
the earings are slices from an overripe banana,
the nose is a cabinet standby, the Masa cracker(Merci Edge-Of-tho-Woods).
Flaring nostrils are roomate-made, tasteless humus; which by the works great for adhering various pieces of food to other food & the plate to generate a little lift and create the menacing 3 dimensional effect.
E final, la faux chix patti (also EOW) found alone, floating in the ice box. E la chompahs et chedder.
Until next time... Fin
2 comments:
Ha... I'm speechless... but laughing! I hope you had fun eating him/her/it. I see you are still wearing the influence of your voyage...how was the wedding?
a blast, got bit by a horse, ate in the alps, danced to 6am & passed out on the sidewalk... not necesarrily in that order
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