Something is unfixable.
Something else is controversial.
I have never masturbated so much in all my life.
I like the way you look in jeans. And the way you have a bottle of Ten High on your bedside table. And your stupid imperial guard tanks.
I have never masturbated so much in all my life.
There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in. There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in. There is something wrong with me.
"Let him in" I caught myself saying as I stumbled up to my front door in the rain yesterday. "Let him in" I said again, as I fumbled with the front door key.
There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in.
Something else is controversial.
I have never masturbated so much in all my life.
I like the way you look in jeans. And the way you have a bottle of Ten High on your bedside table. And your stupid imperial guard tanks.
I have never masturbated so much in all my life.
There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in. There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in. There is something wrong with me.
"Let him in" I caught myself saying as I stumbled up to my front door in the rain yesterday. "Let him in" I said again, as I fumbled with the front door key.
There is something wrong with me. I can't let him in.

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http://www.jpeterman.com/cgi-bin/sgdynamo.exe?UID=2188082320244596&HTNAME=html\jp-products\om26\1379.html
earlier today. Their men's stuff seems a lot more high-priced to me than the women's stuff...
Did you listen to the CD? I didn't mean to make it sound like no fun saying that it was bad for a party! If I'd have known I was gonna be hanging around the box all night, I woulda just fast-forwarded past the couple of sad, slow instrumentals... when you consider that we ended up putting on Louder Than Bombs, well...
edit ps - The goddamn fuckers at J Peterman don't allow links, I guess. Anyway, it's there under 1930s Polka Dot Dress
later edit - Oh, you said you played the CD 4 days ago. Forget me, I'm gaytarded.
[Edited on Aug 23, 2004 5:46PM]
my truck broketh down 100 miles from DC yesterday. i found myself absently wondering, rather wistfully, how close i was to Richmond.
-pb