A romantic walk in the night. A lubricant bottle in one hand, the shoulders of your fiance in the other. Walking in the still of the night, stars above shining its rays upon us, as we look for love and fuel. Staring at each other's eyes, talking, thinking, 'We are so glad we found each other ... but will be more glad if we can find a petrol station'.
Thursday, 12 April 2007
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