Come and listen to my story about a man named Jedi
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
And then one day he was shootin at some food,
And up through the ground come a bubblin crude.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Well the first thing you know ol Jedi’s a millionaire,
The kinfolk said “Jedi move away from there”
Said “Californy is the place you ought to be”
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly
Hills, that is. Swimmin pools, movie stars.
There is no accounting for the choices that people make. Nice tattoo, Nick. I’m pretty sure that’s Nick’s own leg with the fancy ‘photo realistic’ tattoo, but maybe not…
This ironic, hypocritical howler comes from Vanity Fair, “Taylor Swift Is Building a Wall“.
Some walls are meant to keep people in. Some walls are meant to keep people out. Some walls can be broken down with solid therapy and two glasses of Cab Sauv. Taylor Swift, for her part, is building a wall around her Beverly Hills mansion. It’s hard to say what kind of wall
this one will be yet, but the objective appears to be keeping paparazzi and other bogeymen out, according to TMZ, which has viewed the permit for the new build.
This looks more like a “Six-Pack” photo lineup of criminal suspects. Hide your women and children.
The guy is simply ubiquitous. Or is it oleaginous?
Beetlejuice -“It’s Showtime!”
