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Thursday, September 25, 2003
Interesting day. Well, actually, the only kicks I got were from a children’s Mr Man book and a poem example of romanticism in Ms Milzanis Class.
First of all, lets talk about Monsieur Grand. Aptly named of course. I opened the book to find a most delightful picture. It was of, so called Monsieur Grand, in his bed with his knees up. Of course, it would look, kinda normal for any other …. Mr Man, but Monsieur Grand was not named so for no reason at all. I’ll just leave the rest of the details to your twisted little minds.
Now, the poem. Named “To my Coy Mistress” it has as many sexual innuendos as an MSN conversation about socks with me. Lol, shouldn’t have admitted to that. Anyway, the moral was: If you don’t have sex with me now, you’ll die a virgin and the worms will have you to themselves, so basically, do it with me NOW. How Romantic.
After hysterically cracking up at mention of the poet’s “growing vegetable love” For those of you whose minds I haven’t already corrupted, think of a vegetable with a certain shape and think of …. Ok, ill just stop there.
Anyway, not much happened today so..... Happy Hanukkah
Ps, Ellis, I like your haircut, as do many other ppl. Just thought id say it, whilst you’re trying to hack onto my site. Have a nice day.
First of all, lets talk about Monsieur Grand. Aptly named of course. I opened the book to find a most delightful picture. It was of, so called Monsieur Grand, in his bed with his knees up. Of course, it would look, kinda normal for any other …. Mr Man, but Monsieur Grand was not named so for no reason at all. I’ll just leave the rest of the details to your twisted little minds.
Now, the poem. Named “To my Coy Mistress” it has as many sexual innuendos as an MSN conversation about socks with me. Lol, shouldn’t have admitted to that. Anyway, the moral was: If you don’t have sex with me now, you’ll die a virgin and the worms will have you to themselves, so basically, do it with me NOW. How Romantic.
After hysterically cracking up at mention of the poet’s “growing vegetable love” For those of you whose minds I haven’t already corrupted, think of a vegetable with a certain shape and think of …. Ok, ill just stop there.
Anyway, not much happened today so..... Happy Hanukkah
Ps, Ellis, I like your haircut, as do many other ppl. Just thought id say it, whilst you’re trying to hack onto my site. Have a nice day.
