"Que tu es un casse couille!" She was 4'11",

"Que tu es un casse couille!" She was 4'11", sandy blond. "You're so sexy when you speak french," I murmured. Actually, French was her first and only language. And I was pretty sur
prised when she rang the doorbell one day and promptly set up shop in the living room. I didn't have a clue as to what she was saying, but it's French, and that's all that matters.
So when all these strange men with strange grins on their faces began showing up one by one at my door, asking to be seen by Madamoiselle Profond, then quickly whisked upstairs, I
decided to rest on my laurels and invited one of those grinny gentlemen up to my boudoir...To Mlle.Profond's boudoir,better said.I laid some pink silk around the bed poles
as part of a pagan fertility thing to make Mlle. Profond feel really uncomfortable. This wasn't going to be about love, this was full, sweaty procreation time!
However when the pagans' Union rep heard the demands for sweaty procreation with Mlle Profond he ordered that the pagans down tools immediately and walk out en masse. They picketed
throughout the neighborhood, extorting individually wrapped dessert items from households. Mrs Huggin pulled a fast one on the pagans though, as she convinced them that sweetbreads
were endorsed by their sect of sun-worshippers, when in fact they had been denounced by their leader due to animal cruelty. Mrs Huggin's individually wrapped desserts became quite
the conversation pieces. "Do you like cronuts?" "Well, I don't know how to feel about them. I adore croissants, but sometimes I just want a doughnut without the added baggage."
"And other times I think a doughnut hole is enough to be full and happy."

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