love and attention in the
quickest way possible because
that's just the way it is, later on...
pulled out Sylvia Plath and a plate of brownies, which
made me feel good, at least
since they are young girl scouts, but
(
good one, Equus )
I'm unsure of the consent laws, so
I smelled my fingers once and
it nearly killed me, so I remember now
is the time to seek out the great
est parole officer I have ever had, and
he told me that once I have filled out the required
bra he would allow me access
to his "gun cabinet", so there I was,
staring at his gun......dangling
like a fruit for picking, when suddenly
Elmer Fudd appeared, and said...
Shhh...be vewy, vewy quiet! I'm stalking
