Paris Part II

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This is what Paris (and in particular the Eiffel Tower) looks like after sitting on the tarmac in Belfast for two hours before you take off and then finally arrive in the city o’ lights 4 hours later than you was supposed ta.

Oh yeah.

We flew Sleazy Jet and got fucked up the a-hole waiting for some sort of whatever to clear or disappear before we could actually take off and/or land.

Things (by “things” I mean my mental health) were not helped by the fact that we were subjected to the Easy Jet policy of NOT allowing us to assign our own seats on-line when we’re doing all the other work a normal travel agent used to do before the onset of the internet.

NO.

YOU CAN’T DO THAT!

So I sat next to the world’s most incompetent buck-toothed mother who spoils her sorry ass daughter cuz her husband is a sleaze bag (he called his mistress while we were on the tarmac and she was in the shitter-his wife that is. Not his girlfriend. Well, actually I have no way of knowing where his girlfriend was) and their whole lives are a mess but thank mighty marketing they’re going to Euro-Disney cuz that’ll fix everything in a fantabular visit to a crazy scary mouse and his/her wild and capering friends.

Right.

I’m trying to fix myself. So this kind of attack is completely unnecessary.

I’m sorry.

I’m done for today.

More pics tomorrow.

(Maybe)

In the mean-time enjoy this classic Chuck Berry tune.

(I love this tune! It’s like I’m a kid again with a dirty mind!)

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2 Comments

  1. Oh no! It’s on fire!

  2. Silly Phil. Its not fire…it ambiance! See! Its romantic! Ask your wife!


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