She woke up with a bad cold. If she could
- She woke up with a bad cold. If she could only
- move her arms and reach a tissue. But, she couldn't. A clown was laying on top of her. "Oh, yeah, the circus is in town." Her head pounded like
- a pimp teaching his 'ho not to pocket the profits. She was out of Advil, so she opted instead to self medicate with
- creamed corn.The stench was horrific, the walls started changing colors but the taste was fantastic,i suddenly was docile with a slight wave of euphoria.Bayer was
- beside me, unconscious. All of them looked great, though. Always thought Bayer should have been triplets. I should of told them when I had the chance. I put my head down
- and stared at the red carpet. It was going to be another awful night at the Oscars. I needed a Red Bull and Vodka, pronto so I grabbed Melissa Rivers by the
- Adam's apple and forcibly encouraged her over to the bar. I ordered two Red Bull and Vodkas with a double whiskey chaser. Then I got Melissa Rivers a Cosmo to be nice. The Oscars
- hadn't been kind to her, and she looked kind of down. Besides, if I got here drunk enough, I might walk down her red carpet, if you know what I mean. Melissa downed the Cosmo and
- promptly passed out and fell over her chair backward. I reached over to catch her but instead lost my balance. As we began to tip, inexorably, time seemed to slow down and
- her hair brushed against my face,her sweet sent now on my clothe.I felt her body clinch on me for support.Her eyes loked on mine,and before we hit the ground,a kiss from her.Score!
- Started
- 2011-01-31 14:36:23
- Finished
- 2011-05-01 19:02:30
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