hey baby,

come my lady, come come my lady, you my butterfly, sugar lady.

How good would life be if that song was written, preformed and thrusted to for you.

Lifes about the in-betweens? I disagree, life isn't happening when you out making other plans it stagnating and stinking the houe up. I am not cute. I am not right. idefective. iRobot.