Clever girl. Love to laugh. Hate being tickled...
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Chess, Darts, 45s and guys with blue eyes.
Dr. Sally Ride, Neil Armstrong, Valentina Tereshkova, Eileen Collins.
SPAGHETTI STRAPPEDay girl, what you lookin like i have seen you get up and go to that bathroom like 5 or 6 times in the last 20 minutes what the hell is going onunder the great wide gray skys still the same guy watching the paint dry with blood shot snake eyes/ my lady still hates me like you know she should because the simple things in life dont get over looked/ but now im here with a glass full of beer positioned in my chair to watch your ass from a mirror/ hungover and horny dirty old man speed junky drunk leaven tips for the dope man/ ill impress her with my jukebox selections spit a couple words in exchange for affection/ and if those legs work as good as they look girl you can walk up and down the page in my book/ can you spell secret come get your feet wet let me make up pet names for all your little regrets/ (here let me buy you a drink, as a token of my erection) hopin that youll open up and put down your weaponsup up girl let your strap down put your strap down up up girl put your strap downspaghetti straps another lap around the track i had to suffer clenchin onto somebodies back/ whats up with that wheres the independance find the dotted line between the aquaintance and the friendship/ but damn god head rush cant stop whats the big fuss it was just a little hand job/ so what if her friend took off her bra and socks and drawers it looks like a massage a trois/ why the witness is always positioned up in your business like they're invested in your best interest/ who i be with and who i leave with affects this vicarious life that the weak live/ guess now the pressures on me to charm you relieve you of your weapon and disarm you/ see if i can get you off this bar stool/ we all wanna know if i can get you out your clothes girlup up girl let your strap down put your strap down up up girl put your strap downfrom the star fuckers to the hard lovers passing judgement on none everyones got scars mother/ some of them will never heal sometimes you gotta step outside you wanna see how the weather feels/ you cant avoid them or fill a void with them if your nuts youll enjoy trying to make him your boy friend/ pick a pile of paper and ribbons the day after christmas (no no no for real i will take my clothes off right here)/ who wants to help me im looking for a muse this time around im trying to cook up the blues/ lets make a little love a little hate a little give and take and give it to the kids that can relate/ and we dont even have a choice its the balance that fits between my ears and my voice/ so praise god that the rain aint stopped lets head to my spot and take that wet tank top off, nowup up girl let your strap down put your strap down up up girl put your strap downwhen you wake up in the morning youll see im gone and check it out girl your all alonei gotta break it comes so hard
Clay Pigeons, Baby Boy, Dallas 362, Poor White Trash (one of my all time favorites), Natural Born Killers, Full Metal Jacket, Second Hand Lions...I could go on and on...
Desperate Housewives, Nip Tuck, Boston Legal, Deadwood, The Office.
I like biographies in general and my friends' blogs in specific.
looks like a half decent show...I might have to give it a whirl