it appears people may actually be reading this.
it's a funny thought since as i write [and watch The Transporter -chic weilding two large semi-automatic weapons while wearing naught more than a pair of stilettos and lingerie -bad lingerie at that] i can't really imagine anyone else sitting at their monitor, reading these words.
[Ohhh sweet jesus above, a lamborghini....]
Might be some gal in oregon with a shock of pink hair and a bijon frise named Paul. Perhaps an architect in Boston taking a break from studies. Maybe some skater punk in PA who thought i had forgotten about him.
[a ferrari now...]
Anyway, i kinda like it. it's a connection. to who knows who. and who knows where
[now the end of the Fast & the Furious -tell me Paul Walker isn't hot. can't act his way out of a paper bag but really -who cares].
So for now it's a one way, tenuous connection. who's gonna break that?
2 comments:
I honestly have NO idea what the shit you're on about here...
that's because you are not the person to whom i was referring, fishy my dear. ;)
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