Sunday, October 16, 2005

WE'LL ALWAYS HAVE MONTY PYTHON...


Today in the Rue de Bretagne:
A red stuffed toy parrot lies on the pavement outside a cafe. The waitress kicks it to the kerb.
A patron asks, 'Il est mort?'
'Oui, il est mort,' she replies with a sigh.

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