him (4:28:52 PM): quantum leap
him: towards
him: ...
him: moobles
me: mopping floors
me: with dresser drawers, with Falcor
him: going door to door and shore to shore
him: with the message to implore....lenore dear god lenore
me: gossiping the ancient lore, the barflies always order more
me: in the blindfold hope that they will score
him: until they hit the floor with thoughts of barroom war
me: the bartender prepares for unshaven gore
him: my mother makes the poopy face
me, implied: I <3 dean.
Posted by samantha at July 12, 2004 05:39 PM