Friday, May 11, 2007

An Open Letter to Nick Stewart

Dear Nick,

Why don't you love me anymore? You used to love me all day and all night. Now you don't love me even a little. I know we've had some hard times baby, but I never stopped loving you. Not even for a second. I know I can make you love me again, you've just got to give me a chance. Put the hate away, lock it up in a little box and throw away the key. There, don't you feel better? I know I do. Mmmm, that's much better. I'm going to love you long time.

Jake

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

eh-hem, gay. you baffle me sir, baffle me.

bishop is a battle axe said...

Nostradumbass once said:

Opioum 23.5

Snakes are representative of the penis. the great snake shall devour all the little people with fury and stronghold. once the great snake hath taken and forsaken it shall giggle with glee for all eternity.

J Trickle translation:

no one loves snake more than me.