And then, suddenly, you realize it was but a wild, wet, gorgeous filament of your vivid, NC-17 imagination.
Denny wants you back. Denny wants you back right the fuck now.
And I will hold my breath.
Reddening,
Denny DelVecchio
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Regress #53: Where Has My Sweet Gone?
And then, suddenly, you realize it was but a wild, wet, gorgeous filament of your vivid, NC-17 imagination.
Denny wants you back. Denny wants you back right the fuck now.
And I will hold my breath.
Reddening,
Denny DelVecchio
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As I'm the only one who knows the hidie-hole she's hiding under, I will pass this on.
Yea for real, what gives? You can't be leaving Denny in this kind of state.
@Love In The Dumps
You are not the only one who knows her location.
Ask Denny about the trailer.
I heard from Jimmy, my song writing partner for the last 3-4 years or something like that, that she was going to invoke the goddess within herself to rape me on stage at the Beacon Theater on Sunday. I'm wearing my crystal bracelets from my last trip to Istanbul to invoke protection. Does anybody remember laughter?
I'm still in shock. I've only hooked up twice since this happened.
Such a sad sad tale...
Wasnt this an afternoon special with Kristy McNichol in 1984?
Any word?
@Brahm: It should have been. Denny would have gotten all McNicholfied.
@Single: Alive and well. But blog gone.
Um.... I think I'm missing something. We're not talking about vodka and ground beef are we?
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