Years ago in the wee hours of the morning my friend invited this strange truck driver over for coffee becuz of his sexy voice. He came. We were sitting at the table, he pulls out this huge knife, waves it around. My friend turned white, I was scared, too, then for some reason I felt this cool calmness come over me and I heard this voice telling me to look in his eyes, so I did. When I did I saw this creature dancing around and laughing at us. The next thing I know I'm flying off my chair grabbing pen and paper, drawing a sperm and a human egg on it, midway I tried stopping and asked myself "What are you doing?" My friend was petrified, but I couldn't stop. To end my story I disarmed him by telling the story of Sammy Sperm and Ova Ovum cause by the the time I finished he'd already dropped his knife and the tears were pouring down his cheeks from laughing too hard. I was laughing too in the end, I guess from relief.
2006-12-24
18:59:20
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Laela (Layla)
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