Oh, Oscar, you haunt me with your genius, with your years on end without sleeping, your pill habit,
your sheepishness. Were I decades older and dead, I'd ravish you and your tousled head no end.
your sheepishness. Were I decades older and dead, I'd ravish you and your tousled head no end.
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weirdunclebob:
Just a quickie to say
shard:
How's about Thursday 3/3? I'm not as familiar with the area. Why don't you pick the place?