Sunday, November 22, 2009

We cant polish a turd


Have been busy at work,
Learned that we can't polish a turd, BUT we can always roll it in glitter.
AND Sis lend me this Spongebob,
whenever I presses the nose it makes those emo noises, had a good laugh =)
Reminds me of Chris *grins*

haven't had internet access these days..
quick updates,

Came across Champagne & Handcuff by Alan Ardy.

Enjoy.

... "I love your poem – send me more!” you said,
Even though it urged you into my bed.

Or even the stairs or the kitchen floor
And then perhaps up against the fridge door!

Then whispering your name and holding you tight,
Asleep in my arms far into the night.

But a crucial point I’m eager to stress,
Even though I’d love to help you undress,

Is that my focus isn’t between your thighs
But somewhere behind your beautiful eyes. ...


Oh, and Happy birthday Jc,

noticed the strange expression? (No, its not me or my lame joke, I swear!)


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