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March 6, 2013 by tonyberkman
I often dream of living in Paris because it just sounds so romantic but I’ll never step foot in that country because they can’t figure out how to make a loaf of bread that fits all the way in the bag or a bag that fit’s all the way over the bread. To me, that’s just asking for germs and if they can’t even solve a problem like that over there, the idea of having to get treated by some kooky French doctor because I got sick off their moldy bread just about scares me to death.
© 2013 The Monkey Bellhop and John Hartnett
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