UPDATE: Many of the questions answered, and the answers noted. Also bumped. After all, this is the Dear and Sainted Florence LaRue we're talking about.
Oh my goodness. I feel so bad at how I've neglected the Dear and Sainted Florence LaRue. Oh, my dear Sainted Florence, you are, indeed, one of the most beautiful women in the world.
Florence, my dear and Sainted Lady, forgive me for recycling an old post, but I am so totally fried and tired, and not a lot of the questions were answered. So please forgive me, dear one. I'll try to make it up to you. I don't know how yet, but of you'll just guide me I'll do what I can.
Anyway, here are some recycled questions about the Dear and Sainted Forence LaRue. I've used them at least twice before, but I don't care:
1) I lay awake and watched until when? [Nightfly: Until the Morning Light]
2) The world's a nicer place where?
3) Will there come a time when I grow tired of you? [A Boy Named Sous: Never, My Love]
4) If you can surrey (and really, who can't?) where are you going? [Nightfly: To the Stoned Soul Picnic]
5) Each time the doorbell rings, what do I do? [Lisa: I still run]
6) Together let's do what?
7) Four leaves on a clover, I'm just a bit what?
8) Where can we sing a song and sail along?
9) I heard your number ringing and what happened?
10) Please don't tell my mother I'm what?
11) One less egg to fry and what do I do? [Nightfly: All I do is cry]
12) In your voice I hear what? [Nightfly: In your voice I hear a choir of carousels]
13) I was the one who came running when? [Nightfly: I was the one who came running when you were lonely]
14) Gonna do what to that devil?
15) Love runs deep like what?
16) Why couldn't I close my eyes?
17) Suspended where?
18) Where will we chase your dream?
19) Don't let Daddy hear it. Why not?
20) If devotion rules my heart, I do what (or not)? [Nightfly: If devotion rules my heart, I take no bows]
I apologize not for messing up the cut-and-paste above. I'm well into God's Own Brew.
Iz out!
2 months ago
6 comments:
3. Never, my love.
1 - until the morning light
4 - down to the stone soul picnic
11 - cry
12 - a choir of carousels
13 - you were lonely
20 - I take no bows
Wow, and this all sat unattended for how long?
It sat unattended for too long, I'm afraid. But well done and fairly met, good sirs!
5) I still run.
Most emphatically, dear.
I like the freudian slip where you put up "STONED soul picnic."
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