Went out last night and all I could think about was you....I fucking hate you. I remember the time when you told me you were GAY and had me going for weeks. And then you told me truth after you commented on Antonio Bandera's ass...I can laugh about it now...my heart was broken when you told me that. Remember how I watched EVERY episode of COPS for a YEAR just to see if your dad was on that particular episode just to find out that he was never really on COPS and that you were just pulling my chain. "You actually believed me?" Skinny regular thumbs suck. I want big fat round ones. I'll never forget the night you punched the windsheild of the cutlass and cracked it all up. Seeing you drag beside that car was the FUNNIEST thing in the freakin' world. I can't believe you actually thought it would work. It's strange to me how I remember all the funny stuff when I let go of you. And all the bad shit when I miss you. I wish you would get out of my head and into my car. well...maybe not in my car...but definately out of my head. hollaback. B