Phair Is Fair...

Liz Phair used to cause such a stir...and not just in my underwear.
While Exile in Guyville caused a joyfull smile, lately I've been crying
on the inside. Liz, could you put out a single...that doesn't
sound like Avril's aunts B-side?



I wrote this poem around 2005. It was soon, after I had listened to
Somebody's Miracle (a severely polished...turd.) I fucken hated the
shite album before that too!

It's a few years later and I was messin around with MusiCovery-
and one of the paths I followed...led me back to you.


"Fuck and Run" From Exile was a well written, well crafted, lo-fi confession...and I had such a hard on...for you...and your alternative...sluttish...fun.

Plus...your name sounds like Lezzy Fair; A carnival (the world's greatest carnival) on and island in the Aegean Sea.


Peace,Paul

The world's greatest carnival is in production. I'm looking for women
volunteers for the kissing booth.

-bd

Oh,and mud wrestlers.


-bd

We'll also need midget lesbos...tis the greatest carnival in the world, after all.


-bd :happy:

If you're applying for the kissing booth...unkempt armpits and a Indigo
Girls cd collection is a must. (teh mullet is optional)


-bd

There will also be a "finger painting" booth.


-bd

Finger painting example:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1...ie/schiele.jpg



-bd

You just posted in your own thread 7 times in a row without anyone else's reply.

Nicely done, I wish I could be as shameless.

It would of been eight...if some cawk wouldn't of broken my streak. :dry:
You're Canadian...shame is a way of life.

Anyhoo...know any bearded, midget, lezzies?


-bd

Besides your mum?

-bd