Rizzo 7

February 23, 2004 - 10:43 p.m.

Rizzo....

Wowzers...I'm gonna hafta ask daddy to lock me into my chastity belt this weekend, lest I become entranced in the super mojo hypnotic powers of smoov b Rizzo. I'm getting dizzy just thinking about your marinated chocolate love in the cheetah thong. I can already taste the cool, cool menthol on my lips not unlike those polar ice gum commercials where sexy models kiss gay boys on the mouth and icicles seal them together, symbolizing their refreshing sexy love. And to top it off, the Newport box matches my new Nikes.

Oh! Oops! Watch out now, I almost slid off of my chair.

This reminds me of some profound words I once heard...I believe a wise woman once said, "Gurrrrl. He was so hot, by the time I got home I had to go change my panty liner, mmm-hmm."

Gotta run. Need to go refill my Rohypnol Rx at the 24-hour Walgreens.

Shawna

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