SIR DIOR (yet again)

Guy and Madonna aren't getting divorced after all. Seems like he's gonna meet up with Madonna later this week while she's on tour. Now, ain't that exciting?



I really need Sir Dior. He made me blush, okay. And I never blush. In fact, I rarely blush. My ears turned red too. Sir Dior smiled at me(and Nad), I blushed and my ears turned red too. I need him to spice up my life! (Not that my life isn't that spiced up) but I do need the extra spice!

'You see, I need a Sir Dior to go along with this Lady Dior I've just bought'

'Now, where's the price tag on you, Sir Dior?'

'Sir Dior, may I please have your number in case of an emergency or something?'
'What kind of emergency?'
'I don't know. I might wanna give that lame ass of yours a good h_mping 'cos it's been screaming "I need you" to me the entire time'

Oh, well.
I have that asshole who wants me to bang him anyway.
Now, I'll go eat Ben&Jerry's.

Arrivederci hotstuffy-wuffys.

"Breathe again, old man, and I'll make sure that'll be your last."