Andy, you’re not my usual type. I have standards.
Yet I find myself checking your stock and pricing your goods.
Now that you’re for sale I know there’s no return.
I’d like to exchange dark and dim for blonde and bright please.
Direct me to the next department. Cash in on this purchase.
Fold me carefully in your incandescent smile. Ring my till.
Deliver me in the loading bay of your bearded spectacle.
You’ve reached your targets. Kid, you make me feel like a lady.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA =]
Next Direeeeeeeectooorrrrrry!
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