New massage parlor in town

Today Asia opened a massage parlor.  At five cents a pop, (a bargain in these uncertain economic times!) her clients were treated to a three part massage.  First she measured the width of her client’s back with a “Fat Max” tape measure.  Second, a terrycloth bag filled with rotten hard rice was microwaved and placed on her client’s neck/shoulders.  Once her client had fully relaxed, she relentlessly jabbed their back with an orange spiky ball.

Her first client reacts negatively to the smell of hot rotten rice.  This type of massage is not for everyone.

Her second, and final client gets measured.

Nothing beats a spiky-ball massage.  It’s almost as much fun as mowing the lawn.

Two weeks til real food and real cheese.  Anyone in Paris need a massage?