Monday, July 24, 2006

I do not like her without socks

When the temperature dropped that fruitcake used to wear knee-high Achille socks and nothing else. Exuberant colors. Strange patterns. Then she'd prance around my apartment teasing me while singing a naughty Serge Gainsbourg song. Crazy girl.

But I'd rather have someone nice all the time, who doesn't get jealous when I look for Asian trolls online.



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