What the Flog

Ahh, it's been awhile since we have been here, so I must do something. I think back and oh, it seems so long ago, but was just the other day. What I thought I wanted, wasn't real, it was just my Imagination Gone Wild, there'll be no more Girls Gone Wild, at least not New Orleans style for a good long while. And no more Imagination Gone Wild either, at least not until the next time. When I look, I no longer see what I saw, it is so much less than I had imagined. How the Imagination can trick someone as careful as I. Yeah, but Ekaterina was so much more and yes, she is like a branding iron upon my soul, branding herself upon my breast, searing my fleash with her naked image, lest I forget of her beauty and endearing qualities. But, there is so much more. More. More.

The other night, I watched Foxfire starring Angeline Jolie, what a hot bitch she is. Would not want to meet her in a dark alley, Yes, I would. With such hot lips just begging to be kissed. What she could do to my frail body, God, let's not go there. But, you know my drift here. I also bought Girl Interrupted, another Jolie film and also starring Whoopie Goldberg, another one of my flames of passion. Where would I be and what would I be, if I didn't have these Flames of Passion? So this movie is going to be another HOT, HOT, HOT movie. And let me tell you a secret, I got them out of the $5 bin at Walmart. People just don't know what is good for them, they would rather watch people getting raped, murdered and plundered. I would rather just to have Angeline Jolie or maybe Madonna and maybe a few others plunder my body. And that my friends would be heavenly.