Lunch on Jupiter

Lunch today on Jupiter in a restaurant called PiL.  The fusion principle is that you choose each course in the form of a pill, of course, and plug in to wherever you want to be.  It is a shame that there is no option for Jupiter but then again the company was not up to scratch.

It was the son of Margaret Thatcher and Burlesqueoni called Carlton – a long way to go.  As my guest, Franz Kafka, whispered in my ear “I am glad I sat out the last 90 years, I should have left it a little longer…no offence”.

The movie was “I am Cuba”, a masterpiece that even the fascists hate.

Have to go now (back to Earth).

Josef Suicide

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