Funky Fresh Fate
I walked out of the pooping closet and informed my husband, "From now on, you will address me as Super Ferret Funky Fresh."Olivier pulled the toothbrush from his mouth. "Why?" He asked, slightly muffled by foam."It's my hip-hop name. I decided that I needed one just now when I was pooping," I said.He shrugged and turned to spit into the sink. "Okay. Super Ferret Funky Fresh. Got it."The next morning, I was informed that I would now be referring to Olivier as Hyper Furry From the Galaxy. There was really only one thing left for us to do: sing a theme tune.Which we did. It was only a matter of time before we had a hyper-funky mix safely stored away in iTunes.Several months later, we were walking through the mall in Créteil after another annoying visa-related visit. We passed a myriad of the typical stores that one would expect to find in a mall.We eventually came upon one particularly in-your-face...
