Monday, February 05, 2007
| a little ditty about doyle doyle thinks i love myself. he won't admit he loves himself. but he also wishes he was made of butter. like a butter person. a slippery butter person. one capable of buttering pancakes or toast or waffles or an english muffin if one really wishes. but never bagel. its made for cream cheese. |

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