Main | Friday, October 08, 2004

Fantasy #12

You arrive to find my door unlocked.

You enter my apartment to find me sitting on the couch, surrounded by Donna Summer albums.

Before we get naked, I insist that you recite the entire Donna Summer discography in chronological order, including label affiliations and greatest hits packages.

You comply, without errors.

We proceed.


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