cNutgroist

i am on an impromptu holiday in a generic french film. sure, the weather's nice, the soundtrack is good and the characters are mostly believable but the situation is just too ludicruous to really happen. and as with all my favourite films, you can't predict the ending.

so until the credits roll and the golden palm gets awarded to someone else im going to spend all my time artfully smoking, shrugging my shoulders and combating the Anglo-American global hegemony. i will also weep at Jazz. i may spend a bit of time and spill a few words at Dave Dobbler's World of Gay, it seems like the least complicated option sometimes (the lucky bugger) but im not posting here for a while.

maybe it's time for an obscene guesture (sic)?
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