Steel, honey, I just tried sending you some farting elves for your birthday, but they sent me all over the Internet. Drat. Must be because I have the greatest computer.. A MAC.
Sigh.... well, just imagine that some farting elves appeared on your screen farting ‘Happy Birthday Dahlin’ to you from me.
BESIDES… *I* want YOU back. You’re much better than dumb games. So there. ILY Baby.
Come to think on it, I shall rip my bodice and shred my tresses if you don’t come back. I may even run back to Raymond.
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