I've always wanted to write a story.
A really great one, with an anti-hero and a beautiful
woman,
something with a sole lantern in a dark Londonian street.
Never could, though. Guess I'm not creative enough,
or coherant.
The lights are always dimmed,
the sheets are always tight.
The sex is always romantic and beautiful.
Women are always dolled-up
Pizzas are always fresh
And you never have to lock your car.