So that whinge on yesterday's blog post was well worth it. I am now the proud recipient of my first ever love poem.
K orn thins and
R ice cakes will always
I solate my hunger for the one thing that
S lips through my fanny pack and
S terilizes my homogenesis
Y ak milk are my emotions for you.
Krissy is imortalised forever in erotic poetry. I am finally a complete human being.