originally posted by fatboy:
i have no fucking clue what this shit is about. help me:
* is it true that german philosophers are generally not as crazy as pollock, or acoustic guitars, but you need to be a 33 rather than a 29 to dig nietszche? is that right? if so: i'm a 56 at the moment, but i'm getting my stomach stapled next tuesday. will i soon feel the enlightenment coming like a fucking tsunami?
* the chick who wrote the blog post seems to want to get on the aussie dude. yet the aussie dude has the kind of beard and lavish hairstyle that screams "masculine-with-thoughts that-embrace-the-ambiguous..." am i right? is it true that once you get past 29, you learn that there is nothing about this shit that is ever going to end well?
* is gargling with australian "wine" out of love eggs so damaging to soul and palate that it can make the miserably closed and blocky 02 gouges porrets seem like a treat? does this shit really work? where can i get some? will it make sauv blanc taste ok?
* are vs and jim winemakers?
* is jules chauvet the place on the place vendome with the nice grenadine ties? do they sell wine too?
* are there holes in the top of the love eggs for straws? could you use them as tiki glasses afterwards?
fb. (curious, as ever.)