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Monaco, Bay-bee!

Hospitality.

News you can use

If anyone wants to quibble about this, I'm ready to go all Libertarian on your ass:

The Reich flight tax that the Nazis imposed on Jews trying to flee in the 1930s was 25 percent. Democrats want Saverin to pay 30 percent.

"Mummy, mummy!" said the little boy.

"Yes dear?" said the mother.

"Does my baby-sitter's bottom come off?" asked the child.

"No, hunnie, why do you ask?"

"Because," said the boy, "I just heard daddy tell our neighbour that he screwed the arse of her last night!"

A little boy asked his mother, "Mummy, am I descended from a monkey?"

The mother replied, "I don't know son, I never met your father's parents!"

One day little Johnny was in his back garden digging a hole. The next door neighbour looked over the fence, interested in what Johnny was doing.

"What are you up to johnny?" asked the neighbour.

"My goldfish died," sobbed Johnny, "so I am burying him."

"That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish isn't it?" smiled the neighbour.

"Yeah I know," said Johnny, patting down the last of the dirt, "that's because he's inside your fucking cat!"

Lorises. Isesisisiisesiies.

More like this.

More Monaco! Opera house at rear. (Note the screened fence, so tenors from the chorus won't sneak a peek when they're supposed to be squirting their throats with atomizers and practicing their girly-man, la-dee-dah scales.)

It's the hairpin (opera house off-frame at left).

Some call it the most famous curve of roadway in the world.

(That's bullshit, of course, but it's a fun thing to say.)

From the other side.

The liquid seen at top left is a famous body of water.

Don't forget to hate Catholics this week.