Her: What are you up to?
Me: I'm at home, chillin
Her: Like a villain?
Me: No
Me: Like a vaudevillian Castillian riding a million Brazilians using a vermillion pillion in a pavilion.
Me: Bitch.
December 28, 2004
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.