Sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much and I have to close my eyes and hide. I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry. I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides.


*snif*

dola

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Fritz, that song always reminds me of our secret rendezvous back in 1993.

at the lake, with that 3 year old bottle of Scotch? When we drank and ate tapioca pudding and rolled down the hills like five year olds?

I thought it was rice pudding.


Also, if you remember, I was afraid to sip the scotch, and you convinced me to try it by pouring it on your hairy chest.

I just remember that it was chunky going in both directions.

That bodyshot tricked must have worked, becuase you drank and drank and I have not had one hair on my chest since.

Ah, for those heady days when you could still get porn on betamax and MC Hammer was the king of pop.

Looks like Marmel was the first to get pinged on the new board. And he got pinged by Fritz. How appropriate. :D