If you’ve ever seen Close Encounters Of The Third Kind (or to a lesser extent the episode of The Simpsons where Homer goes to clown college) then you already have a grounding in what I’m about to reveal to you.
In the movie Richard Dreyfuss becomes so obsessed with the shape of a particular mountain that he sculpts it into his mashed potato at the dinner table thus revealing to his long suffering wife and family that he has either gone completely bonkers or is recieving signals from an alien intelligence. Strangely it turns out to be the second option or else there wouldn’t have been much of a second half of the movie…
My obsession with what my coffee is saying to me (see HERE, HERE and HERE) has reached the point where my wife had to restrain me the other day from looking into the coffee of the person sitting next to me…
Nonetheless…
I REALLY Love You Rick…
R
They all real Rick? Check out my site http://www.clamnuts.com for some not real images. Mary Harney in the nip eating a platter of cakes etc
Real?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? You think I’d arse myself faking these things up…?
R
Dear sweet santa on a shoestring theyr freaky.They put my Bill clinton shaped crisp to shame
Rick, for the sake of your wife’s sanity, may I suggest you switch to tea? (Or black coffee) – Will