Some times I wonder if I live on a desert island.

I just found out that one of my favorite bad movies Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
was based on a book written by Ian Fleming, he who created Bond and some of the most outrageous double entendres ever.

Reviewing the plot of the movie again with its characters like Truly Scrumptous and the car with the title name, it occurred to me what a pile of hidden perversity / degeneracy we have in this "cute" "kiddie" movie.

Oh the joy. If my parents had only known what a unholy perverted "entertainment" they were taking me too when I was 10.

Pierre