I really want to sleep with my friend Sinatra. I've been working on that off and on for a long time now. I think if we were both drunk (so we could blame it on the alcohol the next morning) we'd do it. I think she knows this. She has to know I want to sleep with her. I don't know. I doubt she'll ever let it happen.
And that's soooo not the only reason I'm friends with her. It's more of a tangent.
And that's soooo not the only reason I'm friends with her. It's more of a tangent.