la La LA Duah♪♫♪....(Warning lots of Puns at the end.)

Music, you move me with your rhythm and your rhyme; hypnotizing and piercing ever my war'ish thought struck mind. In my ear you move me, grove me, make me sway with all the notes your masters do play. I hear what I need and even if its just noise, I can see the picture of what it is my desire brings. My body is the temple and you the holiest of host. The day is taxing yet you’re relaxing. Even with all this chaos your just what I need. This is my country and I am a grungy sort of women. However, even this small speaker can make a one man band into a big band and make me feel more classic. So I rock or roll with it depending on the shoes on my feet. I might get hip hop with a beat or dub my step if i don't know alternative moves. With music the possibilities are endless. I would give you some clues on dance moves but you could get the blues. Metal is not often with pop, neither is Mentos... Fact.

The short storry about Bob.

My name is bob, and I am an alcoholic. I cant remember the last time I was sober, and my last drink was what I put in my coffee. I don't want to or plan on quitting. I came here cause I would like to meet some people of the same interest as myself, you know thous things called friends. I have no family, am very wealthy, don't want kids, and have a huge (pause for effect) ego. I like being left alone when I am sober, so I am not sober often. I always have porn on my T.V for company and I don't believe in religion. I live in the upper east side in a large house with a pool and a garage full of exotic cars... I have grown tired of this so I will leave some of my cards on the table.