Thursday, February 28, 2008

WHere JJ oughta be

He's clearly in the top 1%.
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11 comments:

My Frontier Thesis said...

If Obama takes the White House, I'm guessing that most of us FCP'ers will be shipped down to Gitmo.

2/28/2008 1:57 PM
Pepe le Pew said...

I think one of us won't. The others deserve it.

2/28/2008 2:02 PM
My Frontier Thesis said...

It'll be a good place to catch up on my reading.

2/28/2008 3:57 PM
Pepe le Pew said...

think bubbah will let you?

2/28/2008 5:29 PM
Mr roT said...

I did my time with you, Pepe. You never complained of ill-treatment. I let you read your Proust whwnever it didn't interfere with my needs.

2/28/2008 7:15 PM
Pepe le Pew said...

Well I thought it would be possible to put these madeleines to better use than you wanted.

2/28/2008 9:49 PM
Mr roT said...

“She sent out for one of those short, plump little cakes called petites madeleines, which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted scallop of a pilgrim's shell. And soon, mechanically, weary after a dull day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid, and the crumbs with it, touched my palate than a shudder ran through my whole body, and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary changes that were taking place…at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory…”
— Remembrance of Things Past, Volume 1: Swann's Way.

Lips. Heh.

2/28/2008 10:08 PM
Mr roT said...

BTW, merde d'oiseau is getting a divorce. Did you know her Proustian hubby? He really blew it.

2/28/2008 10:11 PM
Pepe le Pew said...

I had no idea she had married: I had always assumed that it was lesbian tendencies that compelled her to hang out with you in a necro-masochistic kinda way. Who was hubby and what'd he do?

2/29/2008 8:56 AM
Mr roT said...

she liked my man-boobs, it's true

2/29/2008 11:57 AM
Arelcao Akleos said...

Proustians tend to have sharply shanky figures. Probably why this eponymous Merde d'Oiseau is now searching for her man-boob.

3/02/2008 12:29 PM

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