Lordy hon, when it gets this hot out I start getting all BD-y, wantin' to slouch around in ivory lingerie and hang out in the bathtub, doing nothing more than leaning over to trace absent-minded swirls on the condensation of my long, tall, frosted, adult beverage glassware. Or maybe just drink gin, hallucinate, and contemplate smoking opium in a dark, velvet-curtained room with some dark stranger. Whew it is hot out, n'est ce pas?!Weird thing is, everytime I get to feelin' this way, strange stuff starts happening... tsunamis, Class IV's, planes down, assorted global freakishness. My, my, my...
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