DEUX AMIS BOMBONIERE

FALSE BOTTOM CONFESSIONAL TIME WARP: YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU CLOSE THE SHOW, OR WHERE U MIGHT GO!!!

The DEUX AMIS BOMBONIERE is the fruit of a dream long held by the irrepresible but dim witted Gabuzzo known as Quentin the Dumbell.
Montargis was often snared in currency heists due to his confusion over the exact nature of money, and whether or not it could be used to gain entrance to ICE AGE double feature matinees.
He also had a fondness for boosting cop cars because they had cool sirens on the roof.
Incredibly, this siren feature prompted Dumbell to prefer cop cars to muscle cars if a choice had to be made.
After unintentionally infuriating and then cold cocking every cellie known to the prison, he was paired with the silent, brooding assassin known as Ruby Plutot.
Dumbell cheerily dogged the frustrated Plutot all over Paris (and half of Georgia) befuddling mob bosses, police detectives and shrinks alike, enraging Plutot's boss with cow pranks, and momentarily scaring away Plutot's crush, while Plutot repeatedly failed to ditch the bumbling giant, and was astonished at Dumbell's fighting skills, home grown medical knowledge and apparent inability to be angry with Plutot no matter what happened.
The killer finally relented and agreed to his plan.
More on this story can be found elsewhere on this website or here below the whole story is caught on camera. Subtitles are on right.

BUY LOT POPS. SUPPORT POETIC MUSICIANS WHO ARE LOST UNDER HEAVEN AND DIE HAPPY
Are you hungry? Did you skip breakfast, lunch or dinner or a combination of all three?
FEAR NOT, FRIENDS FROM NEAR AND FAR!!
When you buy a GabuzzoTM LOT POP, and tear off the wrapper, your nose will immediately sniff the aroma of paradise wafting through the celestial breezes.
Stars may fall from heaven as they catch wind of this incredible tasty treat!
moons may spontaneously generate their own moons!
yes, GabuzzoTM LOT POPS are tha good!
As you chomp on the choice chocolate, your mouth will erupt into ecstasy and you will ingest enough energy to flip over five flaming red Ferraris with nothing but flip flops on your feet!
(gabuzzo TM specifically exonerates itself from any liability resulting from that last statement.)
In the classic wood fired kitchens of Checazzofaicornudo, the ancient secret of chocolatte is passed down from Maseiscemo to Casomaiseiscordato to dispegnereilfuoco to you.
Plus you can help spurge man buy more farina for the fried zeppole. cool, innit?
THE FOLLOWING IS FOR LOTTERS WHO ATE LOTPOPS PRODUCED BY THE GABUZZO FAMILY CHOCOLATIERS
THIS FORM IS APPARENTLY NOT WORKING QUITE UP TO SNUFF! WE HAVE TO WORK OUT THE GLITCHES BEFORE THE GRIM REAPER APPEARS IN THE FALSE BOTTOM CONFESSIONAL. JK. IT'S ONLY PADRE PIO.

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What happened after you ate the lotpop?

Actually I wasnt quite grave enough to cross that bridge--get it--grave.
I saw God.
Only God can help me now.
Do you think patrons of Lot radio Ristorante would pay for these pops?

They might pay for someone to cart them away.
If you eat one, you will surely pay a price in your pancia.
That is the most humorous notion I've considered in quite a while.
What would be a fair price for a LotPop?

One kilo of fava beans
one T shirt of vignettes which is unsaleable due to manufacture error.
50 cents, and thats being generous.

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