(Zurich) The train to DeGaulle Airport was so hot that the wine I drank the night before poured out of me like water from the Fontaine Saint-Michel. My shirt was soaked and my deodorant was failing, and soon I would be seated inches from another passenger on an hour-long Swiss Air flight to Zurich. I bought a bottle of cologne shaped like the Eiffel Tower from the duty free shop and doused my armpits in the men's room. Everything was okay at first but soon my eyes began to water and I realized that I smelled like a walking urinal deodorizer.
The Chevy symbol needs to come off the picture, Mitt would never drive anything that proletarian.
i was just going to say 'bradford malt?' but, well, what you said.
Remember how OFFENDED the Republicans were the Tim Geitner once owed back taxes?
this is very funny.