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with and captivated by the most glorious creature, an absolute paragon of all that is good in men.
He stands in silence -- stoic, God-like... the mysterious blue avenger of my dreams... |
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It's brilliant, exquisite, fetchingly delusional and utterly flawless.
I can't believe they actually got this one through the censors and into prime time: "Empty your bladder of that bitter, black urine they call coffee! It has its price and that price has been paid!" And after rattling the evil, armless bandit of a vending machine to its very core, forcing it to submit to his abundance of will, he declares with feeling: "Java devil -- you're my bitch now!" Oh, those expressive, impish and tantalizing antennae! Dare I say it? He might just be my ideal man. "Evil is afoot and hoofin' it with dark gusto!"
I think I'm in love. |