Oh my adoring fans...I did not mean to forsake you.

I can't imagine what it was like. Weeks. Days even, without the goodness of passion that delivers. And delivers it does. Straight and back at ya! Rebounding like mothers! Can I get a brother to give me a roof raisin? Can I get a sister to raise' n' roof? Raise it. bring it back down. Shit. Assault the bricks with gassy tears. Cry me a river and smack some fish. Old school. So cool.