He's talking to B right now. Evidently Tom's yeast infection has turned into somekind of speech disorder. I've been watching the freak show on the monitor.
And....
So far he's proven himself to be a short, weird little guy. Myself....I'm questioning all my teenage masterbatory fantasies.
When dreams die, they die hard.
Yep. Bastard owes me at least half a dozen orgasms that I can think of and the money I spent to rent 'Cocktail' when I was 15.
