[Mudboy Slim]

"...you are exponentially more optimistic than I could ever be!"

JusticeFerSlickWillie is the ONLY way this sordid chapter in American History will come to a conclusion, my FRiend. William Jefferson Blythe Clinton shall die a sad, disgraced, and much-buggered ol' man in a Federal Penitentiary or my name ain't...MUD

Ain't that Right, my good FRiend, MamaMurry?! BTW, MM...you smell mahvahlous this morning.

[sultan88]

See where she comes, and smell how all the street,
Breathes vineyards and pomegranates: oh, how sweet!
As a fired altar is each stone,
Perspiring pounded cinnamon.
The phoenix-nest,
Built up of odours, burneth in her breast.
Who therein would not consume
His soul to ash-heaps in that rich perfume.

Robert Herrick (1591–1674)