Monday, December 25, 2006

A LOVE STORY

I WILL SEEK AND FIND YOU
I SHALL TAKE YOU TO BED AND HAVE MY WAY WITH YOU.
I WILL MAKE YOU ACHE, SHAKE & SWEAT UNTIL YOU MOAN & GROAN.
I WILL MAKE YOU BEG FOR MERCY, BEG FOR ME TO STOP.
I WILL EXHAUST YOU TO THE POINT THAT YOU WILL BE RELIEVED WHEN I AM FINISHED WITH YOU.
AND , WHEN I AM FINISHED, YOU WILL BE WEAK FOR DAYS.



ALL MY LOVE,

THE FLU.