11-06-2003, 10:42 PM
heh heh. come on...it all started when Bland was whining about having to buy a round and none for him. then your eyes met. a flock of seagulls "i ran" began playing in the background. Gonzy's voice asking you if you were going to pick cotton in the field, faded away, and you gazed into his deep brooding, jaded feminine eyes. Then he brought you wine, and you were swooped within his gaunt elongated arms.
There are four kinds of people in this world: cretins, fools, morons, and lunatics.
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