[I can't handle a broken handle. A picture is worth a thousand ****-ups. I can't vibe on your vibratory scale. I'm sorry that nobody survives an autopsy.] A classically beautiful young lady with a keen intellect is dangerous. What's good? Vanilla ice cream, near-sighted women, well-meaning priestesses, ill-mannered prophetesses, mascara that won't smudge, rat-tailed hinges, pink chalk, pickled artichoke hearts...Hey Mona, I was just thinkin' about lethal ***-puckered mixed fixes & hole-blown fixations as an encouragement to those with puckered-*** syndrome: a rare condition syndromical of something I just now dreamed up very suddenly a few months ago last year probably for sure. [Pronouncement of an X-Lesbian: "I'm an X-lesbian." ~ Pronouncement of an X-Lesbian with Rabies: "I'm an X-lesbian with rabies." ~ My ***** are unseen by the king & the queen until I'm 13.]