their's a punchers chance I may die alone. well we all die alone I suppose, but I mean mateless, no miss ollis, no two point five kids(ie lil atticus and unnamed female ollis), no girl whose name ends in a y but she spells it with an i ollis....

and thats always bothered me perhaps too much...it's led me to date crazyass girls who would later date hermaphodites(and not the awesome lady gaga kind, but the christinas boyfriend has a vagina kind)or else I just assumed that just cause some one wanted to have four hour convo about muppets with me they wanted to marry me....

theirs plenty of stuff farly darn aweome bout me, and theirs plenty of stuff thats totally wrong with me... I'm not going into either....but as a woman whose mouth I'm putting words into once said" You're pretty smart fatty"........

but I'm okay with being alone...because I'm not...I've become wierd gay friend whose not gay but likes broadway, please give me love advice, wierd saying, buying mountain dew for ye, hug guy....and whilst that maybe second place and second place is the first loser, you do get a lovely applebees gift cercificate...metaphorically... I may not have a bonnie( lauren?) to my clyde but I do have the league of awesome women who i can't make out with but I do get lovely fruit baskets from (bricky, jolene,hc, the belated emily, diablo cody,.....your mom) . also bonnie and clyde died horribly and were unattractive....