The lying fucker who hangs around Clausen bars like a disease is actually coming clean, according to him.
Jean-Paul Bichelot told everyone within hearing distance that he was a descendant of Luxembourgish nobility, and that his family owns all of the stately homes in the country.
A Scandinavian couple were nice enough to engage Bichelot, before he covered them in saliva.
He said, “Alright, I don’t have a Maserati anymore, and my job testing PlayStation 6s does not give me 90 days of paid vacation a year, but I am the fourteenth nephew of the Grand Duke. You can visit one of our castles for a private visit whenever you want.”
This is where it ended since he was thrown out for refilling his wine in the toilets.
A Royal spokesperson commented, “Oh please, there’s hundreds of harmless fame-seeking bullshitters here.
But then there’s this clown. We’re actually looking for a suitable vendour right now to have him killed.”