the taste of liberty

When we got to Paris, a friend of my mother gave us twenty francs.  I was hungry and left the hotel to get something to eat. These twenty francs were all the money we had and it was not clear if and when and how much more I could get.  Not far found a vegetable store. A kilo of bananas was five francs. Extraordinary. In my entire life I had not eaten more than three, maybe four bananas. In total. Splendid, happiness! I bought two kilos. Ate five or six bananas on the spot. Later on that day I was throwing up in the bidet.

sharing

I hate so much to give, I hate so much to share. Since I was a kid. Hated to get gifts from other kids because this somewhat required to reciprocate. But don't mind when the government redistributes. Seems fine .....till I have to prepare my taxes.
A left wing paper tiger. Flying with the wind

In a word..crapulence

I follow  Word of the day. This is more interesting than Reuters ....Here are some recent words crapulence, rixatrix,  deliquium,  metagrobolized...
To tell a woman she is a rixatrix. If she knows what this means she'll fall in a deliquium. More likley she'll  be metagrobolized....
Oh, if I could speak like this...