I forgot this part.
I wish I had a brain.
I wrote this for James, then my computer went belly up:
Your 20 year old Swedish girl, whom you met online, is actually a 43 year old German crossdresser in a tutu. He makes me look skinny, and has the worst BO imaginable. He is, however, infatuated with your sexual pleasure. He's chasing you around the room.
Kelly, you are Joan of Arc. The flames are licking at your toes.
I'm in the mood for love.
Coffee coming up. I'll take what I'm given.
Thank you, James. Your check is in the mail.
A year older and a year more wonderful.
Edit: That was for Simmie. Annie, you too are wonderful, but without the birthday.
Did you say pass the pipe? Is that what pass means?
Day by day you look lovlier.
The wish fairy misread "along" as "a bong" and gave you a bong. If only she'd given you something to put in it. The mods didn't appreciate yyou turning up empty-handed.
I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow.
We'll need plenty of sun lotion for me to rub on you. We don't want that gorgeous bum to burn