Friday, July 2, 2010
Advance #39: The Most Magical Song In The Fucking Universe
Was there ever a time in your life when you saw a gleaming fork in the road shimmering regally before you--one that you knew in your heart would forever alter your future and, perhaps, the future of many others as well?
Denny had such a moment 7 minutes ago when my tender ears had the divine privilege of letting this beautiful nugget of sonic perfection ravish my senses and inspire my loins.
What was looking to be an evening of trolling Craigslist Casual Encounters in the hopes of securing a meaningless genital merger with a 51 year old, thrice-divorced meth princess with wooden teeth became, with one listen, an ethereal sexpedition-to-be into all of the verboten caves of earthly pleasure that downtown Phoenix's starry evening can possibly hurl at me.
God bless you and your emergency room-pumped stomach, Rodney.
Getting My Freak On,
Denny DelVecchio
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Dear Mr. DelVecchio, I am honored and humbled to have been chosen for display among your approved sites. I shall endeavor to live up to whatever selection standards you may have had. I profess to have a wee crush on your tantalizing tresses. I thought of them fondly the other night as I was pleasuring myself at the behest of our mutual friend, Love in the Dumps. Might they be available for a meaningful/less (you decide) relationship? If so, please ship to LA at your earliest convenience. I promise to handle with care.
Urban legend.
The part about you hooking up, not the Rod Stewart semen in stomach thing.
@SingleGirlie
First, I prefer "Dr. DelVecchio", but "Mr." will suffice for now.
I'm not sure what a "tress" is, but after viewing your mysterious self-photos, I'm pretty sure that I'm willing to send you anything you request.
Just be warned that I may still be physically attached to whatever it is I that I send.
@Blanks
Please pass this message along to your mother for me:
"Calabria, Italy? Absolutely, love. Absolutely."
Harumph! A human being must be attached? There is always a catch. A tempting proposition, nonetheless. Must think on this, Dr. D.
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