Showing posts with label french things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label french things. Show all posts
Sunday, 19 September 2010
"It reminds me of the drunk guy standing off at the café. Know what he said? 'The most important thing, ladies and gentlemen, is not love, war, money, happiness, a woman. No, the most important thing, is the subtle difference.' Yes, kitten. But hell will freeze over before you grasp that." Jean-Paul Belmondo in Godard's Charlotte et son Jules (1960)
Saturday, 15 May 2010
"I am fucking you, Tania, so that you'll stay fucked."
This is honestly easier and more entertaining than anything I've had the intention of posting all week. A lot is happening. We'll get to that eventually. In the meantime, life is simply one big French PSA for safe sex. Tasteful yet raunchy.
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Dreams of retirement in Cancun, burning ever brighter

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