"You're not married, are you?"
"Ok. Works for me! ... You're not a bad lot, are you?"
"No more bad than you."
Damn straight. That's a date, baby.
"I'm sorry I keep quoting Under Milk Wood."
James, you know I love you. And will keep chewing and spitting to figurative levels.
Kieran liiikes me. Oh Jeeze! Alright! Wow, hm, okay!
2003-05-09, Well then!
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