Dearest reader, I apologize in advance for The World's Stupidest Post, but sometimes, I simply can neither contain nor control myself. And, incidentally, I think I love you.
Sung to the tune of the Partridge Family's "I Think I Love You"
Bah, bah bah ba ba ba ba bah bah
Bah ba ba ba baaaah.
I'm sleeping
and right in the middle of a wet dream
like all at once I wake up
from something that has made me want to cream.
Before I bust my seam
I hold my pillow to my head
and spring up in my bed
screaming out the words I dread:
I think I fucked you. I think I fucked you
This morning, I woke up with this hard-on
I didn't know how to deal with.
And so I just decided to myself
I'd pump it off myself.
And never talk about it.
And didn't I go and spout it
when you walked into my room.
I think I fucked you. I think I fucked you
I think I fucked you!
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid I have contracted
a disease there is no cure for.
I think I fucked you.
Isn't that what sex is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I never came this way.
(Insert Laurie's purposeful and heartfelt harpsichord solo, during which she looks so pretty performing, here.)
I don't what I'm up against.
I don't know what it's all about.
I've got so much to think about.
Hey!
I think I fucked you!
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid I have contracted
a disease there is no cure for.
I think I fucked you.
Isn't that what sex is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I never came this way.
Believe me,
you really don't have to fuck me.
I only want to make you climax.
And if you say,
"hey, fuck yourself," I will.
But I think better still
I'd better stay around and fuck you.
Do you think I have a chance?
Can I get into your pants?
Do you think you fucked me?
I think I fucked you!
I think I fucked you!
I think I fucked you!
I think I fucked you!
I think I fucked you!
I think I fucked you!
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Hi Erin,
You left a comment on my blog at www.spaces.msn.co,/members/huwzone - so thanks for that, nice to have a visitor. I've only been doing this a few weeks but it is getting quite addictive.
How on earth though did you find the Partridge Family on my site? Was is a general google search of just by chance?
I thought your new lyrics are very funny and had a good chuckle at that.
Interesting to see that you are a writer as I'm one of the hoardes of wannabe writers myself. At www.vampireslugs.blogspot.com you can find a chidrens adventure rhyme I've written which you may find amusing.
Anyway, like your site very much and thanks again for visiting mine.
Have a great weekend.
Huw x
Hi!
You found my site as well, so I echo the how did you find the Partirdge Family there? :D I do love them. And it's so strange... I guess it's not such a big world after all... I'm tyring to become a writer myself. I've got two yound adult books sent out in hopes.
Have a good weekend!
My good Morag and Huw,
I wake each night in the wee hours, possessed by some Erin unbeknownst to me. She is ghastly in every way, putting my socks on her ears and, (wearing only same) eating pumpkin pie ice cream directly from the carton while the angelic white glow of the open freezer illuminates her demonic activities.
Sock-ear Erin's only asset is her mastery of various search engines, many of which are known only to her. Hence, I cannot answer your questions regarding the means by which I found you. Sock-ear Erin tells me nothing.
I am rendered speechless except for this - Danny Bonaduce should have been a superstar.
Is it possible I offended thee, flamingo?
Answer that with the knowledge that nothing would fill me with more pride than an affirmative answer.
Shocked but not offended. I find very little offensive. Other than rude people, racism, general ignorance and people who believe themselves morally superior, I can't think of anything that offends me. Accordingly, I don't think you have the ability to cause offense.
Now there are things that I find somewhat disgusting, like the Hot Carl and the Glass Bottom Boat - but hey, to each his own!
One man's turd on the chest is another man's eroticism. As long as it's between consenting adults, it's all good in my book.
Flamingo,
I think I fucked you.
The time for a Partridge Family revival is NOW!
LOL, I loved that show!
Yes, one womans turd on the chest is another womans eroticism.
Erin, I don't think you did...at least not during the last month. I would have remembered.
With how you roll Pinky, I doubt it.
I live in a desert...there has been a drought lately.
So I once made a birthday video for someone and we all lip-synched to "I Think I Love You" (the heartfelt and purposeful harpsichord solo was played on a tennis racket). I now wish we had done it to "I Think I Fucked You".
Ooooo, David Cassidy was soo cute!
Erin: I watched the show and I know the song but I guess I never really listened to the lyrics. Pretty cool shit. JW
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