Tonight Octopus.

Tonight Octopus.
Tomorrow,calamari.red wine.Givenchy.Opus 23.
And the next day? Bad breath, a hangover, and a lifetime of regrets. If only he could turn back time to that night in Paris when he, BillyJoe Greenbob, had spied the saucy young
Zaz singing 'je veux' on Montmartre Hill and it was Spring and the world loved BillyJoe Greenbob & BillyJoe Greenbob loved the world back.
BillyJoe Greenbob decided that it was time to get in his 4X4 and do some stumpin'. But when he got to his truck the steering wheel was gone. What the?
In place of the steering wheel was a human head. BillyJoe puked into the passenger's street. After catching his breath, he pushed on the brow to look at the face. Its eyes opened.
They were raw sienna colour and huge compared to human eyes. The passenger's street had the odd name of Kerb St. There were golden mansions and matching coloured cars. Billy Joe
slowed down as he sought their destination, he turned down the radio, the GPS said it was on the right but he could see it was on the left. A space rocket with a flowerbox in a win
-dow was parked on the front lawn, and he could just see the top of Tillie's beehive hairdo. She seemed to be talking to an alien in the spaceship, and the two were laughing.
What about, no one knew. But, as it turned out, they got married and lived happily ever after :)

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