Moonrise

Friday, September 28, 2007

Intense telecom with the Beautiful Mrs.P.

But............I'm not in the mood to deal with it, or be morose or melancholy tonite. She doesn't exist tonite.

I'm in the mood for a cup of non-existent coffee with a non-existent creature who missed her ride on a non-existent Ark and became the last of her kind.

Or maybe get laid. Or have a cookie. But no more tuna fish. Yuck, that diet's done. Dropped the perquisite body fat, time to put on the muscle poundage.

Pasta!!!!!

Makes no sense whatsoever, does it? Well, read on oh ye the unwary, and I almost guarantee that I'll muddy your brain even more.

Because.................he writes, foreshadowing the next post.............

1 comment:

cry_alone said...

NOT FAIR! You can't just leave a person hanging like that! lol! well, looks like i'm not the only horny one of late1 :) *wink* *grin* waiting for your next post and yes, i was up earlier then usual, but it was a nice change :) :)