JUST WHAT I NEEDED
So lately I’ve been really missing Rhiannon. She just made everything brighter, more alive to me. Now everything seems lame and dead.
But I’m trying to push on, I really am. I don’t want to be one of them people who mourns their dead dog for years and years.
Yesterday afternoon, I was in one of my moods, so I decided to trek all the way around the corner to Barrett and Testa’s place to clear my head. The house was being used for a porn shoot and there were workers and performers lingering about.
When I walked through the back gate, Christian was in the pool with some skank.
“Awesome!” I shouted. “I was hoping to see your dick today! And here it is!”
And then I was introduced to the chick, who said her name was Rhiannon Something or Something Rhiannon I can’t really recall but all I know is it again made me think of my dead dog and that is never good when standing in front of a naked chick.
And just like Rhiannon Bray before her, this new Rhiannon is also not as good looking as my late canine companion. I thought about telling her exactly this, but instead I had to again see Christian’s dick floating in the pool.
“Has it gotten smaller since the last time I saw you?” I asked him as I walked inside to chug some vodka in hopes of vanishing the sight of man meat in the pool from my memory.
October 1st, 2008 at 11:37 pm
Rhiannon Alize? No lie but when I first heard about her, I thought she named herself after your dog. I had never heard of that name before until I heard of yours.