He thrusts his hips
He states the obvious,
flapping his lips.
Through those tacky dark glasses
it must be difficult to see
He's so bad he lets the killers go free.
Don't worry my dear, you're good enough for me.
He dances around
He crouches down
He flips his orange hair
giving a dramatic frown.
Oh Horatio!
How I love thee...
Even though it must be difficult for you to see.
-I guess that's why you're always taking off those tacky shades






k, One: erik with a K and 2 he didnt say that in the book, it was Raoul... third yes I do like your name... very sexual-romanticle ;
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You are talking through your hat!
Teenfox
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