Let's say, for the sake of argument that you lived in Paris. Imagine now, a lovely fall day- the air is crisp, the sky is blue. What would you do? Where would you go?
I'll tell you what I did. My brother and I saw Rush Hour 3. Wow! That was some crap- and at $14.00 per ticket it was especially crappy. My brother sold me on it because it was filmed in Paris- that only elevated it from "crap" to "merde", but it inspired a haiku.
Oh, Rush Hour Three
To Google "Dancing Popcorn"
Is so much more fun