I think if I hung that Francis Bacon triptych 1974-77 on my wall, I'd be a lot slimmer because eating breakfast would be impossible. I'd also be broke because my partner who hates this Bacon (not the other bacon, nobody hates the crispy kind) would leave me and sue.
I think if I hung that Francis Bacon triptych 1974-77 on my wall, I'd be a lot slimmer because eating breakfast would be impossible. I'd also be broke because my partner who hates this Bacon (not the other bacon, nobody hates the crispy kind) would leave me and sue.
(it's the last example in the story)