I didn't get to where I AM is at today by accident.
First of all, I needed to be slowly tortured to death while my French exwife's upstairs attorney was fucking me in the ass, on her behalf, for 42 months nonstop in my lonely LAST TANGO IN PARIS loner movie; using and abusing a Dennis Hopper fake art motif.
Ergo, the cunt divorced me in February, 1981.
And it took me at least 42 months more to get over it and realize that,
"IM FREE AGAIN!!" at that plush honeymoon TRUMP RESORT 5 star hotel in the prophetic opening to AUSTIN POWERS: THE SPY WHO SHAGGED ME.
"We also do shag rugs." CORRY'S CLEANERS, located in downtown Edmonds at 3rd and Main; nextdoor to ZINK'S rather strange looking 1960s era orange bicycle gallery.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
PS MAYOR EARLING: I did not know that the artistic inspiration for the Scandinavian sex cult movie MODSUMMER had anything to do with RICK STEVES EUROPE.
If you will forgive me.
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