May. 22nd, 2013

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May. 22nd, 2013 09:56 pm
backstabbing: hee hee hee hoo hoo hoo ([smirking] heh heh heh)
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[ISABELA CLEARS HER THROAT, SHE DECIDES SHE NEEDS NO INTRODUCTION, and the following is recited as though she's reading a poem.]

"Love:
The kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it.
Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific,
I want to be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean, means
"small craft advisory".
So if I capsize in your thighs,
high tide, B-5,
you sunk my battle ship."

[she exhales, pauses for dramatic effect, and continues.]

Such a lovely poem I heard during a night of drunken revelry, figured I'd share it with you. Though I honestly have no idea what this "Discovery Channel" is, but I feel as though it is something I would enjoy immensely if this work of lyrical art is to be believed.

Hello City, it's been awhile hasn't it?

[nevermind the fact that she's been around for like, a week and a half.]

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