Last night I had sex with David Cassidy. Yeah, okay, it was in my dream, but it makes up for the lack of horizontal action in my waking life. Hey David, I think I love you so what am I so afraid of...?
Hi Nash, Okay, I’ve got a “coincidence file” for you! I hadn’t thought about David Cassidy, aka Keith Partridge, in ages. A couple of days ago I happened to hear something about him on the radio; either he’s touring again or coming out with an expose book about who knows what. And then this evening I came over to visit you at Drift and there are two pictures of the young David, one dating back to 1972, staring out at me. Now it’s my turn to be taken aback a bit.
I hope you had a pleasant dream about him! What are you afraid of? My prognostic talents aren’t finely tuned enough to be able to tell what’s disturbing you….
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Hi Nash,
Okay, I’ve got a “coincidence file” for you! I hadn’t thought about David Cassidy, aka Keith Partridge, in ages. A couple of days ago I happened to hear something about him on the radio; either he’s touring again or coming out with an expose book about who knows what. And then this evening I came over to visit you at Drift and there are two pictures of the young David, one dating back to 1972, staring out at me. Now it’s my turn to be taken aback a bit.
I hope you had a pleasant dream about him! What are you afraid of? My prognostic talents aren’t finely tuned enough to be able to tell what’s disturbing you….
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