Bjork eats spaghetti nero, and built a baby with Matthew.
I don't what that would have been like, but in case you wondered what kind of bacon Matt brings home (when Bjork's you know, not making any......) to feed to his ever hungry less than ordinary spouse and their 6 year old potential child prodigy of a daughter, it's the kind of bacon that's found in a deli and comes pre-packaged with a foreign label. Even though you can't understand the language, you know it tastes good when you've fried it up and thrown some in ur caesar. It's cut from the heavy end of films like this.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Matthew Barney
Posted by 5318008 at 6:24 PM
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