Love is a crazy thing don't. It can cause

Love is a crazy thing don't. It can cause people to lie, cheat, steal, or even kill. I would never do go to the most extreme for love. Just like the song "I would do anything for

said right before he gave my coconuts a twist...& mine really were as big as his head! It hurt so bad, I cried 'til the cows came home. "Don't you ever do that to me again!"

I am the sensitive type; what else can I say? He dropped the coconuts and broke one open with a rock. Frothy milk spurted out and he took a gulp. "Piña coladas, anyone?"

"Ugh... No thanks." Cindy thought as she warped in from another dimension. She wanted to change the subject quickly before anyone started singing the pina colada song. "Have any

of you been to that new club on the Horse Head Nebula?" The crowd stared at her like she was from another dimension (which of course, she was.) Then they started singing that same

old song that people who can't conceive of getting caught sing when they get caught. "I've been meaning to travel to different dimensions but work & family keep me busy" in B#. You

sold that jukebox and never looked back. Life is pretty cheap to that sort. My head is hard with madness and my chest a vacuum which nature abhors. What is the fucking point!?

I still had a few dollars left from selling the damned jukebox. So, I headed for the nearest bar and wandered in to grab a beer. And there it was! The cursed jukebox still playing

"Margaritaville." A woman with liver spots was trying to get a guy at the bar to buy her a drink. She saw me and sidled over. "You'll be number ten," she said. "Bring me to life."