sorry to disappoint but, well....

oh, what the hell

*heads off to sisters wardrobe*

BAHAHA i know youre not girl... that was the point of the post... oh never mind

oh, i see. sorry there

note to self: strong coffee inhibits wit receptors.

as does wanking

so thats why i dont underst... wait, nevermind i said that :D :D

Probably depends on what mood I was in..

If I wanted to go hardcore and balls to the wall, then I would take Raine down to Pleasuretown, standing up style against the back wall of a small club while some local punk band drove me into ecstacy with 3 chord bliss. Afterwards we get a Pabst Blue Ribbon at the bar where the bartender applauds us for our performance.

If I wanted quiet and to feel everything that happened, then Edge and I would break into a resort's jacuzzi room and take it nice and slow to some Jazz over the loud speaker. Afterwards, we'd do it again in the deep end of the olympic sized swimming pool... then we'd steal some expensive champagne and drink it out of crystal stemware in the sauna.

You haven't given this much thought have you Crowe??

I dont think about these kinda things at all...

LOL... not sayin either!

Dont know any of yall well enough to comment.....