|Erin O'Brien and associates in chilled vodka room, Restaurant Europa|
HELL YEAH and I love it!
2. Over the course of my 158 years on planet Earth, I have listened to this song closely at least a handful of times and have concluded that it is the perfect musical representation of heterosexual coitus. The percussion is the dude part and (obviously) Summer's vocals are the chick. I'm not sure what that says about me, but there you go.
Ciao, Donna. You were beautiful.
3. Okay, back to wranglin' these here articles. What are the chances I get out of here long enough to wiggle through the Hessler Street Fair this weekend? Dunno. Better get back at 'em.
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