Title: TBA
A/N: Why? Why? Why did I ever write this? Why?
Snores in the distance
His and what's supposed to be yours
Instead
you're here with me.
Conversations
I'd never've imagined
Red Sox play Yankees,
Errol Flynn,
then
surprisingly
wives.
It is well known
around camp
and probably back home
that fidelity is not
one of
either of us'
strong suites
Yet we stil had something
to discuss.
"Hmmmmmm... Louise doesn't know.... "
You drank yourself into
an honesty stupor.
"About you and Houlihan?"
Your head rolls to the side.
"Nope,
she don't know either."
Giggles.
"What is it that shes don' know?"
"They don't know that my receptionist
is
male."
A/N: Why? Why? Why did I ever write this? Why?
Snores in the distance
His and what's supposed to be yours
Instead
you're here with me.
Conversations
I'd never've imagined
Red Sox play Yankees,
Errol Flynn,
then
surprisingly
wives.
It is well known
around camp
and probably back home
that fidelity is not
one of
either of us'
strong suites
Yet we stil had something
to discuss.
"Hmmmmmm... Louise doesn't know.... "
You drank yourself into
an honesty stupor.
"About you and Houlihan?"
Your head rolls to the side.
"Nope,
she don't know either."
Giggles.
"What is it that shes don' know?"
"They don't know that my receptionist
is
male."