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July 19, 2007

David: [I can't think of a good title. Suggest some.]

Everybody’s got something to hide except for me and my monkey.

Yesterday, I needed some help from a paperback writer friend of mine. “Do you want to know a secret? I was walking down Abbey Road when I saw her standing there: Eleanor Rigby. And I love her. I told myself, ‘All I’ve got to do is talk to her.’ ‘Good day, Sunshine,’ I said. ‘I want to hold your hand.’ But I should have known better.”

He told me, “Honey honey, take a chance on me. Mamma mia, Fernando, I’m a dancing queen. Voulez vous?”

I had no idea.

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Comments

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Posted by: Sealyon at July 19, 2007 5:42 PM · Permalink

God, fantastic title. Seconded.

Posted by: Stacy at July 19, 2007 5:46 PM · Permalink