Her makeup's far too thick, he thought to himself.Her makeup's far too thick, he thought to himself. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, "IIIf ya wan't ma body, AAND ya think I'm sexy..." The music swelled around his head, and as his hearing and head cleared, the pounding bass reminded his bladder of several drinks. He turned reluctantly to follow Mistress Mayhem. "I can see why your maid doesn't do much dancing," he shouted in her ear, as they squirmed through the crowd to the dance floor. "Yes," she replied, grinning, "you know, it is so hard to get good help these days, and sometimes they have to be disciplined." "Er, yeah. Well anyway, as I was saying, it's all very well for you to say, `Go ahead, be yourself', but sometimes, I'm not sure just who I am. |