I am not a guru, I am a silly old bear. No? Damn. I am always meaningless? Already done. I talk too much. Done. I care what people think of everything about me? Done. I love Laurel and even Manu, who only talks in the newsletters. Done. I want to have Dixon's next baby. Done. I really admire his thumbs. Done. I lust after Cheri and Nevah. Done. I wonder what Ex does on the weekends. Already covered, too.
But still, I second each one, almost. Slasher only got my panties in a wad once (which is okay, I returned the favor), and Bella reminded me of all the music I love and Flamingo taught me it's okay to be inquisitive and incur the wrath of the mighty, mighty Bosstones.
Hells Bells. Anywho, I screamed Sycophant for ya Sweet Cheri Pie. Now, ExpertTease mix up some mo bettah drinks and for God's sake, if Flagg doesn't like girl drinks til he's really and truly sauced, well stick an umbrella in his coconut and yell "Cheers!".
Happy Meaninglessness to Me.
But still, I second each one, almost. Slasher only got my panties in a wad once (which is okay, I returned the favor), and Bella reminded me of all the music I love and Flamingo taught me it's okay to be inquisitive and incur the wrath of the mighty, mighty Bosstones.
Hells Bells. Anywho, I screamed Sycophant for ya Sweet Cheri Pie. Now, ExpertTease mix up some mo bettah drinks and for God's sake, if Flagg doesn't like girl drinks til he's really and truly sauced, well stick an umbrella in his coconut and yell "Cheers!".
Happy Meaninglessness to Me.