fun,
fun,
fun.
makes me crackers, the inability to say
what i feel.
my favorite
haiku yet.
pecker is so good, though it would have been so much better sans christina ricci.
took a shot from a doctor-to-be. on camera. his lab partner stared, blinked, tried to look unimpressed.
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Date: 2002-04-18 07:50 am (UTC)Isabelle: Will you make love to me?
Thomas: When?
Isabelle: When you finish your bath.
Thomas: Why me?
Isabelle: Why not you?
Thomas: Well, you don't know me. You don't even know my name.
Isabelle: You don't know your name either.
Thomas: Have you ever had sex?
Isabelle: No.
Thomas: How can you be a nymphomaniac and never had sex?
Isabelle: I'm choosy.
genius.
glad i ran into you at the show last night, sorry i didnt get back to you earlier. ill give you a bell tonight (that is, if you can stand to hang with someone with such bad taste as me).
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Date: 2002-04-18 09:23 am (UTC)hmm...
i think i'll keep my feelings on hack hardy to myself, for fear that you will hurt me.