fantasyfiend wrote:you gay boys are so precise.
I will call you Shirly, and we will dance the night away on a silk floor covered with rose petals. Dance with me Shirly, dance like you've never danced before.
I will put a banana on your head, and you will spin around screaming in gleeful delight, like a Banana Split Crazed-Lady. I then shall cover you in hot chocolate, and feed you to the dogs.
I don't like Banana Splits, I hope you understand, but the dancing was fun. Shirly, we'll always have the Macarena.