Wednesday, April 01, 2009

I'm gonna wash that girl right out of my brain

Or die in the attempt....


Probably the latter.

4 comments:

The Weeble said...

Save some for when I get back in town.

Froog said...

Don't worry, Weeble, I think there's probably several months of self-destructive drinking in this one!

I just hope it won't take that long for you to return to us. I'm keeping everything crossed.

gary said...

Don't do that.

Get on the phone.

Get on a plane. If you fly 3,000 miles to see her again, she'll melt.

Froog said...

Well, I have a nasty feeling that if she were going to melt, she would have melted by now. I don't think I've ever given someone such full-on charm before.

But she seems to want to keep things strictly Platonic.

And I don't think that's worth flying 3,000 miles for. Not until I get over being infatuated with her, anyway.

Now, where's that drink?