Category: Haas
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Grassy paparazzi
Haas. HAAS! There’s a pap in the grass. Let me rephrase that: there’s a paparazzo trampling all over my breakfast. Is nothing sacred anymore?! Eviden’ly not, me luv’ly!
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Want my waiter!
Oi, waitress. Where’s da wai’er? ‘aven” seen ‘im aroun’ in days like, mereckons yer ‘idin’ ‘im som’where, rite… Eh? Wot’s ‘e doin’ in France, da place is full of frogs yeah, ‘ardly a stimula’in’ environnement fer a wai’er, if yer ‘xcuse me french. Sen’ ‘im mah way when ye’v foun’ ‘im, Ah’ve go’ a spesh…
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Conspiracy of the Bottae
Ahm sure dis is a consepirressy of da bum. Mah lovely Katrijn ‘ides da good stuff under da bum fluffy arse she ben bless’d wif. She’s arreddy got da advan’age of ‘avin’ da beard ter ‘ide sprigs o’ hay in ‘n all, nah she’s also takin’ bottae-efficiency lessons from Delores. I feel your pain, Haas…
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Dress of the century
Let’s see what all the fuss is about. I do know about dresses you know! What’s this ‘dress of the century’ the press has been raving about? The one that’s going to be ‘the most copied dress’ of the 21st century’? The ‘most speculated-about dress since 1981’? The ‘timeless classic’, the ‘modern meets tradition’ dress…
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Artsy fartsy Anton
Much as Ah like da man, Anton does go overboard sumwha’ on da art of takin’ mah piccure mereckons. Ah mean, why do Ah ‘ave ter be Mr Pink? Delores dun’ want ter be Mr Orange eivva. She’s a girl anyways. Poor Bink… Pink baske’. Jus’ wrong. Be”a. Stick ter black ‘n whi’e! Sor’ of…
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Buns at work
Go away. We’re busy!
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Easy like Sunday morning
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Weedin’
Orrite waitress, jus’ yer go diggin’ out dem weeds, see! Da wife ‘as a fing abaht keepin’ da place nice ‘n grassy like. She’ll be inspectin’ da work la’ers. Keep up da good work!
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Dig for victory
…darling? Yes, ‘trijn me pe’al? Do you think Gozer would like to come over to play in the Cloaking Device? Get some digging time with us? Fandabbeedosie idea. Let’s sen’ ‘im a stamp fer da postage!
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I did it my way
Orrite? Any ques’ions?!
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