Click through. The others in the series are better than the top one.
Click through. The others in the series are better than the top one.
Just some rambling …
A recent thread about the Fugs reminded me that Tuli Kupferberg, in one of his last interviews, said something like:
Nobody who lived in the 50s could have predicted the 60s, so there is always hope.
Rebuttal from Graham Greene
“I suppose it was only one more indication of a human being’s capacity for self-deception, our baseless optimism that is so much more appalling than our despair.”
“Catholic clergy are reportedly outraged by the ex-bishop’s bizarre new career move, claiming he is ‘possessed’ and ‘masturbating’ pigs.”
(Presumably just part of his career path to the papacy itself.)
Incidentally, I sat next to Timothy Leary and saw Masturbating Pigs open for one of the Fugs at the Grugahalle in the legendary “Pigs & Fug in Grug” concert back in ’68. Or maybe none of that never happened. It was the 60s. There were drugs.
As 50ish supermodels go, she gives even Porizkova a run for the money.
A large gallery of Jordyn Jones in a thong