Because you're too shy to ask me to read you a bedtime story, I am, in a rare maternal moment, offering to do so myself. Please enjoy the melodic, soothing tones of my voice as I intone my own poetic masterpiece, "Well-bread".
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To enhance your lip-synching experience, here is the text, so you don't have to run for a pen and start scribbling feverishly.
Good night, sleep tight, and don't think for a minute that the bedbugs really need your permission to bite.
fresh-baked at 10:41 PMtoken fella = asshole
or at least completely tone deaf, as that is the first notion that I ever had that it rhymed.
I'm not worthy.
Offered by: Token Fella on January 31, 2008 8:59 PMHawt.
Way Hawt.
Too Hawt.
And I'm supposed to sleep after that? I sleep after the State of the Union address... After you I need a cold shower and a stiff drink.
Offered by: Ds on January 31, 2008 4:34 PMYou really do have a lovely voice.
Offered by: Brad on January 31, 2008 1:03 PMWait, I take that back. How silly of me to forget that my life will not be complete until we go out for vegan cuisine, followed by shoe shopping and dog face smooshing.
Offered by: Jeffrey on January 31, 2008 9:34 AMI think I can die a happy man now.
Offered by: Jeffrey on January 31, 2008 9:33 AMOMG!!! OH! MY! GOD!
Jodi, I will listen to this every night before I go to bed as I snuggle and make out with my pillow!
Offered by: jamied on January 31, 2008 7:19 AM
