Saturday, November 21, 2009
Paris is burning, but only when he pees.
"Why of course I can't give you my phone number Mr. Ricpic. I am afraid I am promised to another."
"Who that flute player Paris?"
"No I am afraid his heart belongs to another as well. My man is a space odditity. His name is Martin. But that doesn't mean I can't help you. Here is my friend Molly Picon's number. Give her a call. She is expecting it."
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The Last Straight Couple
Me and Molly P
Larking down the avenoo
Natural are we
A guy and his gal -- strange but true.
Oy
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