A Louer : Un Gaufrier

Lenny has done it again. Handsome recipes await you in this latest download. Two of the sumptuous plates were inspired by a gaggle of dead Algerian poets Lenny met on his very first junket to Brussels. Beaten to a pulp and left to rot in the seething Wallonian sun, Lenny barely managed to scribble these crowning concoctions onto a soiled napkin before oozing into a nearby convent. If you can find a better truck, then buy it. Unable to speak the language and strapped for cash, Lenny rented out his tongue for weddings and bar mitzvahs until a Walgreens was eventually constructed around him, whereupon he paid the astounded cashier, received a friendly smile, and simply strolled out the door. With newly-found devotionals and thrice-weekly dancing lessons Lenny wanders aimlessly looking for the misplaced car keys of life.

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