Background Report: You know what you did to me, you knew in advance the consequences and the repercussions of your behavior, there was no 60-Minute televised devastating surprise presented to you in an effort to acknowledge the damage you were causing - it was well known and you didn’t care. So, when we are all wondering how did I get here, we know. I know you know, you-know I-know, and you know that I had the same lack of control or will power that would have made me the stronger person we wished I was were that it was true - again, this is the best version of me to date. Imagine that, like an IBM computer, a classic Camaro, I’ve got industrial Steele designs and sleek features but can’t turn a corner to without fishtailing and unless you like staring at black and green screen - I’m out dated, I can’t be younger, I can’t be better, I am the leader that made the rest of you even smarter and faster - and one day, maybe, kids you can out form your master...
When she’s tired she mumbles, sounds like something you’d drizzle over a baked dessert. When he’s drunk, he rambles and it’s similar to seeing someone about to slowly yank the table cloth ensuring all the china and cutlery falls to the floor but in a way that no one can stop, it doesn’t fall to the floor per say, but it swerves downward, like he slurs out both sides of his mouth. When they are, how does one say, alert? They are divine. A most charming and polite couple that blesses each other and passes the Pepper or salt gracefully and willingly without agitation. He is the type to wake up, spread his broad arms open and pull her into his embrace, intimately at first, then lovingly kissing the top of her curl and he realizes once she stands and starts to get up to perform routine, he wants her, and he selfishly tugs down on his pajama pants and her negligee is suddenly full of her breast, as if her curves had been. Hiding under the a-line and n...