Oh phoenix...is there anything you can't do? You can obviously keep me up all night...the sound s of clicking heels against the stairwell outside our room...'Ladies of the Night'...its morning now and my eyes are red, and we see this creepy dude leaning over the balcony...big white beard...Chris looked at me and spelled out "p.i.m.p"? in an inquisitive manner...as if Jimmy the Pimp couldn't spell...haha
...danny fitz...
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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