 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 29.02. at 00:23:54 >>>Just finished moving my last few action accessories to my beloved's playset. Exhausting, as usual (What was it Mark Twain said: "Two moves equals one fire?") Anyway, worn-out tights came in useful for packing, I had the rare feeling of regretting buying so many CDs (the feeling passed as soon as the last box landed,) and on my last trip out to the truck, I got to say goodbye to two women from my apartment building I'd never met before, both of which were in short floral dresses and black opaque tights. Sort of a fitting send-off, I thought...-D (In: much physical pain.) >>>P.S. Just tell your girlfriend's teenage son that you were lying on the bed in maroon tights because you were getting stoned. He'll understand. Actually, my catlike reflexes kicked in just in time, but I couldn't resist the joke. And as for that dopey-ass (NPI) ad campaign: what am I, an idiot? The source of that kid's doom isn't stoned babysitters, it's the fact that her parents are too stupid to put a fence around a fucking inground pool when they've got a toddler. Is it just me, or is this the remake of that whole Joe Friday baby-in-the-microwave handjob they tried to scare us with in the old days? Worked when I was seven, but not at this time,pops. I'm quite the responsible adult, me. And I get stoned. Sorry if that costs someone a basketball championship or a swim meet, but that's the way the corn flakes, Jim. >>>P.S.S. That goes double for christianity, as well. Answers to this message:
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