My favourite nights are the ones that begin with no hint where they'll end. I saw BatBoy the musical tonight. I was so excited to see my favorite cd come to life that I was hopping and dancing and jiggling all over intermission. I couldn't contain myself.
I read a book in the cushiest chair in the lobby of the swankest hotel in Portland. A book whose content would disgust 92% of the hotel's patrons.
Then I went to a bar, for the first time came in alone, sat on a barstool alone, ordered a drink alone. So now I know what that's like.
Saw a great band play. I liked their sound. A lot a lot a lot.
I watched girls take off their clothes for a while and move ropes like fireflies. And then somehow I ended up in the back of a tourbus, trading shirts with a bandmember, and smoking up.
Came back to the real world of rock and roll and shivering skin, stood by the Brit-boy from this band, and had arm-hair sex with him until I left.
I read a book in the cushiest chair in the lobby of the swankest hotel in Portland. A book whose content would disgust 92% of the hotel's patrons.
Then I went to a bar, for the first time came in alone, sat on a barstool alone, ordered a drink alone. So now I know what that's like.
Saw a great band play. I liked their sound. A lot a lot a lot.
I watched girls take off their clothes for a while and move ropes like fireflies. And then somehow I ended up in the back of a tourbus, trading shirts with a bandmember, and smoking up.
Came back to the real world of rock and roll and shivering skin, stood by the Brit-boy from this band, and had arm-hair sex with him until I left.
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I say we usurp, stage a Molester Coup. I'm not sure who or what we'd be overthrowing exactly, maybe just setting up a new fondling-leadership structure.