Showing posts with label "fiercees". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "fiercees". Show all posts

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Birthday

Short and sweet:

Birthday wishes to one of the most incredible people in my life.
I adore you and words simply cannot tell you how much you mean to me, today and always.
Happy Birthday bella.

ILU
<3

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Rihanna

Dear Rihanna,

As a very large fan of the fierce and fabulous-ness that is you, I must say, I am quite disapointed in your "new"est CD.

Good Girl Gone Bad - The Remixes, was recently released. Now, don't get me wrong, I am not one to argue with remix CDs - I'm sure they can be a pretty good cash grab. For example, I am quite the fan of Kylie Minogue's newest remix CD, entitled Boombox. I mean, even the name is good.

But I digress. Not that your new CD is not good. But, it was advertised as being, "All new, never before heard remixes! New!! NEW!!!! Not even the producers heard this shit, you're gonna love it, it's so awesome, buy it, BUY IT NOWWWW!!!!"

And yet, when I began to listen, it was not new material. No, in fact, other than possibly two, maybe three songs, it was all shit I'd heard before! As I recall, I went to download your CD, and, through the abyss that is the Bit Torrent website I used to us, I donwloaded some remix CD.

I press play - Wait, this isn't the Rihanna CD... this is some remix shit. Hey, it's pretty good... I then proceeded to play that CD to death. Yes, it was good.

But now, you are advertising this "new" CD as having "new" material. I beg to differ, Rihanna, if that IS your real name.

Oh well. I least I only downloaded it yet again. Torrents, how I love thee.

Sincerely yours,
Lindsay

PS: Love the hair. Could you give me your stylist's number? Thanks babe.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Killer Queen

She keeps Moet et Chandon in her pretty cabinet.
'Let them eat cake' she says just like Marie Antoinette.
A built-in remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy,
At anytime an invitation you can't decline.
Caviar and cigarettes,
Well versed in etiquette,
Extraordinarily nice.

She's a Killer Queen -
Gunpowder, gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind,
Anytime.

Recommended at the price,
Insatiable an appetite,
Wanna try?

To avoid complications she never kept the same address,
In conversation she spoke just like a baroness.
Met a man from China, went down to Geisha Minah,
Then again incidentally, if you're that way inclined.

Perfume came naturally from Paris,
For cars she couldn't care less,
Fastidious and precise.

She's a Killer Queen -
Gunpowder, gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind,
Anytime.

Drop of a hat she's as willing as,
Playful as a pussy cat,
Then momentarily out of action,
Temporarily out of gas.
To absolutely drive you wild, wild,

She's all out to get you.

She's a Killer Queen -
Gunpowder, gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind,
Anytime.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Voicemail

"Hi Lindsay, it's Lianne. I don't know what you're doing, so you can always call me. My number at home is 003-112-452-7648-24252359-3583570-35935235, and my cell number is 002-127-132424-3513387657-19305432-Q-Q-another Q-the Batman symbol-876."