So What’s On The Agenda

I Want To Hate You, But I Can’t Even Stay Mad At You. (jericho) You Know, I Think You’re More In Need Of Lessons On How To Seduce Than I Am. Why Don’t You Call Me Fat And Ugly While You’re At It? (delphine)

Yes, He’s Like A Rash For Which There’s No Cure. It Only Goes Away For A Bit Before Returning Unexpectedly To Ruin Every Pleasurable Experience. He Should Have Been Named Herpes Rather Than Zt. Or Maybe Just Herpes Z, Since He’s A Very Special Irritant. (arik)

Ectoplasmic Plane? What The Devil Is That? (simone) It’s Jargon From Those Of Us Who Are Corporeally Challenged. It’s The Great Beyond Where We Bounce Into Each Other Like Floundering Atoms. It’s Really Kind Of Gross – Which Is Why I Hang Out With You. But Only Because You’re Less Gross Than They Are. (jesse)

If I’m Not Back In A Few Hours…well, I Don’t Want To Think About That. I Might Change My Mind About Doing This. I’m Thinking Happy Thoughts. Creamed Dog Innards And Rotten Steak. Yeah. Yum! (asmodeus)

I’m Here Because I Know The Sadness Inside You. I Know What It Feels Like To Wake In The Morning, Lost And Lonely And Aching For Someone To Be There With Me. (sebastian)