Don't laugh, but The Ponderosa ...
We are banging our heads and swilling vodka!!!! Bryce just left and we await the arrival of the lovely Ms. Chloee who might have with her a beer-battered (interesting -- that currently describes the Men of the Ponderosa!) fish fry ... the livestock of the Ponderosa (Laurie and Kafka the Cats) lie intertwined on the bed ...
Metal, Chloee, Arturo Fuentes, Absolut, cuddly cats -- aside from the dearth of Red Hook, could life be better?! Oh, right ... the greatest republic in the history of man could be led by a mediocre, Euro-former-power coddling, James Taylor-loving (the most damning epithet in our book), gold digging gigolo. Hey Johnny: we earn every penny and our faces stand on their own -- how 'bout you? Hahahahahaaa ... wanker.
Now playing: "Screaming in the Night!"!!!






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