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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 5…

Posted on August 5, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Well, here we are outside Notre Dame once more… away from the incense smoke… so let’s take a walk around this lovely building, shall we? So far, I am still in pretty good shape. Yes, we climbed all over the … Continue reading →

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 4…

Posted on August 4, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Well, that is enough of standing on the doorstep of Notre Dame… let’s go in and have a look around, shall we… wait… are you staring at my uneven nostrils again? Cheeky monkey! Now that is an impressive use of overhead space. … Continue reading →

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Just a thought…

Posted on August 4, 2015 by pouringmyartout

I think we should build apartments buildings next to bakeries… and then run air ducts from the bakery to all the rooms… so your room would always smell like fresh-baked bread.

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 3… (or); The 1,500 year-long contest to see who could build the fanciest church…

Posted on August 4, 2015 by pouringmyartout

After our epic adventure on the Eiffel Tower, we strolled over to see this place… You might recognize it… it is a church that is famous both for its architectural beauty and its equal-opportunity, nondiscriminatory bell-ringer hiring practices. The countries of … Continue reading →

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 2… (or); I know I’m not the boss of you, but I am going to tell you what to do the next time you find yourself up on the Eiffel Tower anyway…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Okay, sorry about that, I know the camera looks a little obscene… but look at that look on my face… that is the look of sheer terror… and excitement… because I am standing on a clear piece of glass hundreds … Continue reading →

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The day that Europe kicked my ass… part 1…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

It was our last day in Paris, and we sort of fell into that mindset where we became determined that we were going to see everything that there was to see… or die trying… Yes, I know that I look … Continue reading →

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Stalking the Eiffel Tower…

Posted on August 3, 2015 by pouringmyartout

After our long day at Versailles, we took my mom out to dinner, and then strolled over to the Eiffel Tower. We were thinking that we might go up and enjoy the view from on high… There I am… well, … Continue reading →

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It’s not a poem… it’s a song… I just haven’t recorded it, turned it into a cute video, and stuck it on my blog with my other songs yet…

Posted on August 2, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Outward Bound ——————————– Well, they’re starting final countdown, and the seatbelt light is lit Goodbye mother earth, I’m gonna miss you just a little bit Well the stewardess is pretty and she brings me one more beer As I was … Continue reading →

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A cesspool with teeth… AKA Donald Trump’s mouth…

Posted on July 31, 2015 by pouringmyartout

What happens when you fill a large, empty cavity with nothing but excrement, is a buildup of toxic gases thinly disguised as thought. It might actually be a good thing that he vents this buildup, because if it did ever … Continue reading →

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Goodbye, Versailles… and a final word on living like a French king…

Posted on July 31, 2015 by pouringmyartout

I hope you have enjoyed my three-part series on how you too can live like a French king. If you follow my simple guidelines, you will soon be alienating poor people and making the rest of the fabulously wealthy feel … Continue reading →

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