Long ago I stated my dream objective if I ever won the lottery would be to open an auberge in Auvergne with an attached bistro that serves aubergine dishes that sous chef
@Sentinel would create for all the assembled guests...
@Mike Bulgakov and his lemur with his Fischer bag loaded with Stoli and fly agaric for his pet;
@PDJ , who would commute from his nearby home (stayovers welcome if you dive into that Fischer bag a bit!);
@vive le beau jeu ! , who will pedal there across France;
@JoelDali if we can rescue him from his shift outside the Mira Mesa Manor; our lost friend Crusty Whackleford and his computer to generate the GOAT Photoshop images;
@r2473 to chef an all-bacon breakfast for those hungover from the nights of debauchery; if we can hook up an NFL feed then both
@Federer and Del Potro and
@T1000 will have to simulate Michaels & Collingsworth commentary of a SB with Aaron Rodgers finally facing off with Tom Brady (I will take mega Valiums to ease my angst from their negativity!); there will be mega puppies and kittens roaming the grounds for Sentipeed and
@Azure to fondle!
I know I’m leaving some friends out...maybe
@Poisoned Slice can catch ManU winning the premiership over Chelsea while
@Vcore89 cries, to be followed by a viewing of the final episode of
Billions, in which Chuck, Wendy and Bobby celebrate being masters of the universe with some three-way bondage???
