Demolished by it again, beautiful homosapiens. Media wife, I offer myself willingly like a Trojan house. I invented my fascination with you before I knew who you were. Or maybe it was YOU who chiseled me out of a block of ice. Ok a fresh new beginning. Hi you are a rebel. Please survive the 27 club. I want to listen to you for the rest of my life. I own a small business. What's your dream?
Royalty. I collect royalties from book sales. Ha, I'm a real author after all. I'm even friends with lesbians, Sapho and Stein of course. Thankfully I'm hitched now to a beauty so I don't have to think about it anymore. Just let her collect me and use me whenever she needs excitement in her excitement. Ok in the screenplay Black Friday is the date I selected. You would have picked a better one, but I am a man. It's easy to remember. Since we are marginally famous I wanted a secret affair. You unfortunately know me by now, so we eloped. I draw a blank. I'm too poor for you, but there is some clandestine activity in the intelligence. We play videogames together online and have overlapping interests in the arts. Of course I love you more than you love me. But I have leverage. We have Belle. And you are out of cigarettes.
If you use cheat codes I will have to visit peace in Paris for therapy and find a new cheerleader for my art. I could go fast but slow by the winter fire is where I want to know you. Fifty percent of the knowledge missing. Here everyone is looking for hell so they feel better when they get to heaven. The local talent is uncomfortable because they think I mail ordered a bride. Too much, well you buy the next round. I have expensive taste: beer. What do I do if the Queen calls? Pardon?
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