You wanna know how fucking
gay I am? This evening I took my dog
Poochy around the block to make with the sprinkles, and I all of a sudden realize that I've been
whistling a merry tune ever since goddamn 7th Avenue. Started out with "Don't Fence Me In," moved on to "When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob-bob-bobbin' Along," and wrapped things up with, yes, "Swanee River." Neighbors must've thought I'd fallen through a wormhole sometime during the
Eisenhower administration.
posted by Throbert |
9/29/2002 11:53:00 AM |