Sunday, August 07, 2005
Pulchritudinous
August rolls along. I feel as if it is already halfway through the month. It's not though. This weekend is one of festivals. I forgot! The show. At the Acadia. Oh I must go now. What was a kind invitation is now an iguana. The powers of the evolution-progressing female hand proved themselves once again! At least it isn't spanking anyone.
Why exactly did the nymphomaniac woman with the pretty eyes forget?
Le vent knows the music that he will be dancing to.
And marbles roll from one tube into the next.
Why exactly did the nymphomaniac woman with the pretty eyes forget?
Le vent knows the music that he will be dancing to.
And marbles roll from one tube into the next.
Jean-Louis 2:37 AM
