It's alright if you love me
It's alright if you don't
I'm not afraid of you running away, I get the feeling you won't.

How art thou?

I truly hope that thou art well.

If you could see me, you would note my hands were clasped over my ample bosom, clutching a handkerchief made from chantilly lace.

Sniffing it.

How come people don't love Los Angeles?

I do not get it.

What in tarnation is wrong with 75-80 and sunny every day?

For crying out loud.

Waaah, everyone is beautiful!

It's sunny all the time!

Waaaah!!


How art thou?

I truly hope that thou art well.

If you could see me, you would note my hands were clasped over my ample bosom, clutching a handkerchief made from chantilly lace.

Sniffing it.

How come people don't love Los Angeles?

I do not get it.

What in tarnation is wrong with 75-80 and sunny every day?

For crying out loud.

Waaah, everyone is beautiful!

It's sunny all the time!

Waaaah!!

Labels: Los Angeles