i once met a yak, his name was Pablo. we ate blueberry muffins and snickered aboot the colour green while he played the accordion. we laughted, we cryed, we frolicked to and fro. he told me of far off lands and the foreign backscratchers he'd bring back. But inevitabably one day we ambled off into the blue lagoon in search of the mighty gwackers and i'm still here to this day, waiting here for my one true love whom the angels named pablo...

Faramir-his eyes...they're like...and then...*drooling*...i mean right?

-faramir es muy MUY MUY travieso en MI cama...; P

and remember, total rejection is only when your hand goes numb : )

Walks With Starzz*