Good Night

I think I'll be remembering tomorrow for a very long time. Let me grab my seat here in my comfortable, manly, black leather poppa chair and I'll tell you about it. Once upon a time, a long time ago...so long ago that as a matter of fact it was during the original reign of the Louie Louie Generation...Louie Louie was still all over the radio...my Lady Wonder Wench gave me a wonderful yesterday to remember. It was one night when we were first dating. She was driving...we went through a toll booth...it was late...she had on shorts and a slightly sexy top...which on her is anything less than an iron shirt...nor ironed...iron. You've heard her voice. And the rest of her looks like she sounds. We came to a toll booth, and she looked up at the toll taker...a young guy with a heavy metal station playing in the booth...she smiled sweetly and said, "My you look so lonely." I thought he was going to drop his eyes, his teeth, and his badge. You could hear his glands crashing into each other. His tattoos were actually