Unable to contact them, he decides to chance at it and see just how lucky he really is.
And now the exciting conclusion:
I left the internet:
To stubbornly enjoy the day
I was hellbent!
I am solo anyway.
Where to thought me? The Louvre'll be neat.
In Line One I see a bag check ahead.
No sweat I know this drill:
Bag on the belt be sure to smile or wink at Miss Security,
In case she's feeling frisky?... ok, she's not.
Down I go beneath a pyramid of glass.
Wow, big room... lotta people to see...
The sign says tickets free.
But I didn't see it as I thought:
"Now where's that dead Virgin supposed to be?" *
So I wait for the ticket I didn't need.
Which put me in just the perfect spot
For hands to enter my left and right pocket.
One for my cigs and one for the wallet...
respectively.
I jumped I'll admit it...
a foot or two
and assummed a slight resemblance...
to that kid in gym that always was
surprised at being pantsed**.
But so would you...
so shut up.
I hear familiar laughing,
Turn... Yin and Tai are grinning.
GOT you!
A chance finding in Monstrous Paris City
I guess I am pretty lucky.
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* A reference to The Da Vinci Codes, which I somehow couldnt get out of my head at the Louvre, dammit all.
** To be pantsed is to have one's trousers abruptly and unceremoniously relocated around one's ankles. It can be observed mostly among middle and high school aged. The rather amusing result is an uncontrollable expression of shock and embarrassment coupled with frantic motions meant to restore said clothing to its proper place as rapidly as possible: a sort of red-faced jiggle-dance.
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I couldn't figure out how to work this French computer so some of these are just going to be sideways.
Sidewys Eiffel Tower
My Parisian Friends: Farida, Anna, and Mathieu
Look Familiar?
One of my favorites
FROM DUBLIN
For those of us with a cornier disposition
It begins
Inspiration: This was right before I fought the line for my free guinnes.
A beautiful sight
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