i wonder what the narrator and ruth are doing??

That's what I'm hopin...

Probably on their own cloud...

Yeah, and the morning here is getting on..
He must be there though, he read email.

Responding to emails?!?! Wonder if that cat of her's is c*ck-blockin' his mojo...

It's great pretending that they won't ever see this crud I'm writing... for now.

No, no response.
It just shows he read it.
His fingers are obviously on duty elsewhere :-)

hehhehheh...

in honor of them, i'd like to dedicate a little narration

i don't want you to cook my bread, see? and even moreso, there ain't no need to be makin' that bed, dig?

i don't want your money too, at least not yet, see? cuz i just wanna make love to you, dig?

sing it sister!!

He looks a little rude, but he's harmless...

Someone has created a monster..

both of you contributed to this franken-itis...

just like a man to blame his digression on the women

I think we can take him...

no doubt! he's so into that humpty dance he'll never know what hit 'em!

..Yea well it's nine o'clock or close to it on another freakin saturday
..and yea i'm higher than hell
there's this old slut sittin next to me
and man does this bytch really smell

she said son can you play me a melody
i'm not really sure how it goes
but it's sad and it's sweet,and i'll suck on your meat
while you play i'll take off my clothes


sing us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
for we're all in the mood for a melody
and the beers gotta us feelin' alright


now john at the bar ain't no friend of mine
but he gets me my drinks for free
he's a dumb english bloke
who thinks its a joke
when he serves me a shot full of pee


he says Bill i believe this is killing me
as i shot him three times in the face
but i'm sure i could be a movie star
but now i'll die in this place..

Ooooo La la la De de da la la de de da da da

Hmmm I'm gettin dbl teamed... that is so unfair... hmmm, mebbe?