Sunday, June 28, 2009

Cyclops or Siren Conglomerate



never did a cyclops look so good. the one-eyed ms. kelly future clone seemed bothered by our recession-era-sized yacht. her christmas-day posture and siren song tranced our compass toward her caps come nightfall, which ended in me dancing quite foolishly on her right upper quad later that evening after a liter of port and some motion sickness medicine.
i luh u gurl