PP Guru:
DELAYED STRANGE STIRRING
BELOW THE GURU'S BELT

Time is crucially short - as the PP Guru stated before he has a very important impromptu date tonight with Robert Fripp and the Porcupine Tree.


Not literally with Robert Fripp & the members of Porcupine Tree, you nitwit. Whaddya think the PP Guru is some kind of zen slut? No, the PP Guru has a date with some mortgage broker named Liz- and he hasn't met her before. She responded to an ad the PP Guru placed on craigslist since his original acolyte, Tara, the ever roving night life reviewer had to fly to San Francisco to write reviews of new restaurant and nightclub openings.

Is the interrogation over now?

Good. Now what would the PP Guru have to say about Angelina Jolie that hasn't been said before by any astral live breathing meatless metaphysical walking mage?

Angelina Jolie is the most ultimate sexually charged killing machine ever devised by the forces of nature.

And that schmuck Brad Pitt has to indulge in a steady diet of Angelina's mouthwatering recipe for fur tacos on a daily basis. Lucky bastard

There's just no justice for the PP Guru these days.

So to commemorative the opening weekend of Mr. and Mrs. Smith we present to you:

Angelina's thighs.

Thighs.

Goddamn it, thighs!

Everytime the PP Guru sees that Mr. and Mrs. Smith poster around town, he just wants to run his coarse sandpaper thick tongue of his up the length of them.

The PP Guru will try to check out the flick this weekend, if his already busy schedule doesn't conflict.

As erogenously relayed to:

~ Coat

Sparky adds - the movie is dandy. Saw it this morning. It's fluff but never pretends to be more. Jolie is the treat for husbands dragged to see Pitt. Enjoy.