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From: Remi
Category: Other stuff
Date: 21 March 2004
Like Johnny Depp, my cousin spent more on coke than on food. Sugar! Our guests arrived at various intervals. I constantly checked my mobile for interference. The restaurant staff spoke varying degrees of French. One of them sported a tuxedo. My mercenary approach, is more veg please, we're constipated! I'm sure the clothes designer Gibo will stand by me. Nonetheless, the 6 oz. steak was prime and the freedom fries golden brown. The crushed crimson velvet seats gave much support to your lower legs. The interior gave some insight into the after-life on a saturday afternoon when Starsky is chasing Hutch so we went off to join them. Attaboy!
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