I said I love Burt Lancaster and he dropped his hat. And he asked me who in the hell is Burt Lancaster.
I fucked him anyway.
But the hope was all gone.
Then, when he tried to stab me, and tried to make me stay, I wished I hadn't spent my money on crudetes.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
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