Saturday, November 03, 2001

*doesn't dream it...is it* ^______________________~
*is having a rocky horror moment* Whatever happened to Fay Wray? That delicate satin draped frame. As it clung to her thigh. How I started to cry. 'Cause I wanted to be dressed just the same. Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh. Erotic nightmares beyond any measure. And sensual daydreams to treasure forever. Can't you just see it? Oh, oh, oh. Don't dream it, be it.

Thursday, October 25, 2001

o_O Meep! *is glomped*
*topples*
AMADEO~KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! *glomps Amadeo*
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