And you wonder why we make fun of the French. So Don Knotts here can flip a crepe up in the air in his swinging bachelor pad, big fucking whoop. But it is for the one chubster who's so enthralled by this act, she's actually gasping in amazement! Who invited her to the Crepe Fest anyway? I mean, look at the three juicy cougars that Chef Poofty somehow got into his finished basement, and then ask yourself how she crashed the party. My bet is she's not actually amazed; she's just hungry, and she's wiping the drool from her chin knowing that she's the one who's gonna be downing 90 percent of that airborne crepe anyway. While Don Knotts and Charlie's Single Mom Angels are gonna be off putting other things in the oven, so to speak. Viva Les Crepes!
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