I have no clue what’s going on here, but that wont’ stop me from contributing!
(imagine the Crazy World of Arthur Brown doing the vocals)
Fire
To destroy all you’ve done
Fire
To end all you’ve become
I’ll feel you burn
Oooh
Fire
To destroy all you’ve done
Fire
To end all you’ve become
You gonna burn
You gonna burn
You gonna burn
You gonna burn
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Whcih brings us right back to ScurvyPig, I suppose. fire once told me that what she needed was a sugar daddy, but I’m guessing a love shack would work too.
Does fire really need a sugar daddy? I know the feeling. I am looking for a sweet tart! Here where I live there are dozens of sugar daddys, but not a single sweet tart. Just another of life’s injustices. :)
I’d like to know the original motivation for this thread. Was it spurred by drunkenly stumbling upon the San Fran Meet up thread and seeing fire’s tight jeans? Or was there some other impetus?