Look Away to Dixieland (and you will see my house).

[magbastard]

Since moving to Lumberton, I've been missing Houston more than ever.

On my way to work, right next to Infant Jesus Catholic Church, there's a mobile home dealership whose billboard reads "If you can beat our prices, there's not a cow in Texas."

I considered diagramming the wrongness of that sentence, but why cheapen it by dissection?

My CD-a-

Comments

[revhhkitty]

why do you always choose to come to Houston when I'll be in other cities? Hrm?

No dirty panties for you, sir. none whatsoever.

[magbastard]

Why do you always choose to flee when I come to town? I Iron Maiden you:

Run to the hills - run for your liiiiiIIIIIiiiife!

I pose triumphantly.

[revhhkitty]

I pee on your triumphantly posed leg.

[magbastard]

Vinyl pants! Your urine falls lifeless upon the field of battle!

I renew my triumphant pose, complete with orbs of power.

Poweeeerrrrrr!!!!!!!

[revhhkitty]

Then I pee in your sassy mouth.