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French Farmers, eh? Sounds like it scarily might have Gerard Depardieu in it.
My dad has memories of going to the porno theater and the titty bars in Fort Worth when he was stationed at Fort Wolters in Mineral Wells, TX.
Not fond memories, mind you. Just memories.
When I was young we did’t have these internets to look at some girls titties or cooter. In my day I just couldn’ press a few buttins’ on some machine. Hell, I had to put on my trench coat, walk down to the neighborhood PussyCat, and for five dollars you got popcorn, soda and a good porno. Sure, there were other men with hands in their coat pockets, but goddamnit you were damn appreciative of it by golly.
I always knew that “Jose Bove” was just a stage name.