Mark & Bobby arrive in little Paris on a nice Wednesday evening. |
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| I love Paris! Ever since I was a child. It made me feel all crazy. And for one thing, this tower! Whadda ya say, wanna go up to the top, Bobby My Main Pal? | |
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| This is where my baby came from. My wine... This exact same spot, where this wine came to me. I remember it so well... I looked so different then... Back in 1984! | |
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| Greetings! I have never been to Paris before. I have been told the wine is wonderful and so tasteful. | |
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| Oúi. Wud Vú Like To Try Some? Here, have some vov this wine! It comes straight vom vè vine vov ve wine tree. | |
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| Man! All that time ago? And you still have that wine in your hand in 2006. Man... What the heck did she put to that cup? | |
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| Ah, I know. I always thought the wine would be so... lovely & tasteful, I never got a chance to taste this wine. And to the degree, it came in such a stupid cheaply made plastic cup... Talk about your new age living... sheesh. And there probably worse now in 2006!! | |
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