My dear friend Laura, she is cool, very
very cool, sweet, she thinks she is
sooo funny, I think she sometimes is,
we have fun, she pisses me off at
times, please wear your seatbelt man!.
She is jealous because I have a better
bike than hers, but, I still love her,
she'll get over it, after yesterday I
love her more, jeeeeee, we were close
to go to another dimension, thank god,
angels... we are still around, partners
in crime , I love this girl a lot,
don't mess with her I'll hurt you.
first off, this is not a paid endorsment. laura is a grand person and a
true ass- kicker. her dad is an arms dealer of the iran-contra variety.
once we painted our faces like pro wrestlers for a whole week. (she
was star-child, as i recall, i was arachnator) this almost led to us
getting beaten up by some mean high school boys in the mall. i
happenned to be in my twenties at the time, so it could have been
embarassing. anyway, some quick talking on lauras part got us out of
that situation, i think she claimed to be "connected", or something.
she does lie sometimes.
i almost followed laura to new york...
except she went to la instead.
someday soon i plan on moving to
the crazy beautiful jungle in her front
yard... i'll watch after her house &
won't disturb her or fat-cat frank.
oh yeah, and have you ever noticed-
when she talks, people really listen.
except me sometimes, because i'm
psychologically (though not clinically)
deaf.
this is the kind of girl you want to
be good friends with the first time
you meet her. she has made wasting my
summer away so much more
exciting...and she's not afraid of
spicy derelict fruit.
Testimonials and Comments for Laura
little bird = laura
peanut!!
name us in her favourite music.
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very cool, sweet, she thinks she is
sooo funny, I think she sometimes is,
we have fun, she pisses me off at
times, please wear your seatbelt man!.
She is jealous because I have a better
bike than hers, but, I still love her,
she'll get over it, after yesterday I
love her more, jeeeeee, we were close
to go to another dimension, thank god,
angels... we are still around, partners
in crime , I love this girl a lot,
don't mess with her I'll hurt you.
true ass- kicker. her dad is an arms dealer of the iran-contra variety.
once we painted our faces like pro wrestlers for a whole week. (she
was star-child, as i recall, i was arachnator) this almost led to us
getting beaten up by some mean high school boys in the mall. i
happenned to be in my twenties at the time, so it could have been
embarassing. anyway, some quick talking on lauras part got us out of
that situation, i think she claimed to be "connected", or something.
she does lie sometimes.
except she went to la instead.
someday soon i plan on moving to
the crazy beautiful jungle in her front
yard... i'll watch after her house &
won't disturb her or fat-cat frank.
oh yeah, and have you ever noticed-
when she talks, people really listen.
except me sometimes, because i'm
psychologically (though not clinically)
deaf.
forward to seeing this girl weds-sun. mini
skirts and french soap. candy.
be good friends with the first time
you meet her. she has made wasting my
summer away so much more
exciting...and she's not afraid of
spicy derelict fruit.
longboys...what more can i say...