victorian

i was driving by lake ontario with a girl tonite, despite it being january, it was as warm outside as it is on a nice spring day. There was lots of moisture in the air, and you could not see your breath if you tried. Fog swept accross the road we were travelling on,

and then she began to sing an aria in italian, english, and then french, and felt like i completely didnt know the person who i was sitting next to because it was soo pretty

i went home today with not enough of the girl mentioned above... i just did not get enough sweet lovin, i bet i made the girl feel like chef from south park

"hey chef, how about some more of that sweet lovin?"

"damn woman, i just gave you sweet lovin five minutes ago, you tryin to kill me???"