Tuesday, February 14, 2006

How Do I Love Thee?

Let me count the ways:

-With mayo and no tomatoes.
-A bushel and a peck. A bushel and a peck and a high school production number.
-Quickly and with little eye contact.
-In the morning, and in the afternoon.
-In the evening, and underneath the moon.
-Like a hurricane.
-Enough to get that thing checked out.
-With my fists. Now HUSSHUP.
-With tiny cameras and a series of hidden mirrors.
-Via my attorney.
-Like a fat kid loves cake.
-Like 50 Cent likes ruining the self-esteem of a generation of portly children.
-Incarcerated.
-7-11 Rose with Attached Tiny Fuzzy Bear much.
-Through the tears.
-'Til I run out of dollar bills.
-Under heavy sedation.
-More than wOOOOOoooooords...
-Intermittently.
-12.5 hectares worth.
-In the booty.

4 Comments:

Anonymous brad said...

-by the light of the silvery moon
-in the kitchen with dinah
-ooh ta ta ta

also, they moved the headstones, BUT THEY DIDN'T MOVE THE BODIES

10:03 AM  
Blogger What'sHerFace said...

-In theory.
-To the dismay of my parents.
-Less.

10:25 AM  
Blogger What'sHerFace said...

-Check yes or no.

10:25 AM  
Anonymous youdontknowwhothisexsmokeris said...

you could just keep adding to this post in this comment fashion. forever.

12:39 PM  

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