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Kills Grandmas Dead
|  Marmalade and Laceby Melissa Torkens   August 19, 2002 Marmalade and lace,
I step on your face as you draw back your bow. Where's the arrow? I don't know. These lovers' games without names… or at least maybe they should be. "Drunken Pump" robs my dignity, couldn't we call it "Double Indemnity"? You Probe me with your Ford while I hum My Sweet Lord and your Contours I memorize. My good name you blasphemise! We meet in the 'twain like orchids in the rain, the drops of which are nearly heard over the blaring Lynard Skynard. As you plunge deep into my soul, in your passion you try the wrong hole. Will your roguish fingers probe my labia? Don't be silly, you know what's a labia. Our souls have spanned all time to be together and in their unity we will last past forever. In your ear I gasp to catch breath, and uh… sure, I guess you can call me Beth.. The stars whisper tonight we will be as one because I see now that Friends is a re-run. Your love is too rich to regret… twenty seconds I will never forget. Quote of the Day“Upon being stopped by the Customs Officer during my trip to America, he asked: 'Have you anything to declare?' I burst forward, telling him, 'Only my genius!' I was promptly beaten to a piteous pulp and subjected to a humiliating search. Needless to say, they found my weed.”-Wildman Oscar Fortune 500 CookieLove is a relative term, but even that nugget won't save your ass if you pork your cousin. Stay away from salty snacks this week, even if it means tunneling underground. Try wearing your watch on the other arm—maybe that's your problem. This week's lucky names: Alexia. Ephyn. Scatman. Toolio.Try again later. Least Popular |
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