It's the rage of the hormones...the rush of hot blood through constricted blood vessels...the drumming in your ears...the weakening in the knees. To faint or not to faint? Always look up when the possibilities are endless. Never walk around with a pen in your pocket...the ink might bleed through. If you want to write a note, use purple post it notes. You can't go wrong with them. After all, life is a highway, and you can ride it....all....night long.
Monday, July 19, 2004
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