You can see, when he dances, that the angels dance with him. Well, they're waiting outside anyway — begging for a scraps of used tonsils and spines, pieces of former livestock, touched by the hand of god's favorite tzadik in Sodom. It's there, in the small room, where we celebrate the death of beloved tasty creatures, digging in their hidden inner selves to discover their true beauty. It's there, where death lurks, that the light and happiness of life itself shines bright like 10,000 neon lights with the warmth of the sun. Oh Haim, I miss you so much that these pictures make me go CRAZY.
::: ::: :::
Thanx Raf. Good job.
(Please reserve the table for Sunday, August 20, 2006)
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אז מי זה חיים פירו הזה?
נראה כמו זורבה בגרסה תעשייתית יפואית כזו. אחד שיודע לשמוח 🙂
אחלה צבעים !
אוהבת את הvert de gris ברקע
פירו המציא את המעורב הירושלמי!!!
Holy crap!!!
You can see, when he dances, that the angels dance with him. Well, they're waiting outside anyway — begging for a scraps of used tonsils and spines, pieces of former livestock, touched by the hand of god's favorite tzadik in Sodom. It's there, in the small room, where we celebrate the death of beloved tasty creatures, digging in their hidden inner selves to discover their true beauty. It's there, where death lurks, that the light and happiness of life itself shines bright like 10,000 neon lights with the warmth of the sun. Oh Haim, I miss you so much that these pictures make me go CRAZY.
::: ::: :::
Thanx Raf. Good job.
(Please reserve the table for Sunday, August 20, 2006)