Lonesome Lady in Read

As you know, BabySkinGlove has a lotta fans which have acquired from all different sorts of places such as palaces, restaurant kitchens, bodegas, airplanes, prison, et cetera, and even though YOU are gr8, there are a whole lotta crazies out there. Sometimes BabySkinGlove gets inappropriately fondled on BBM. But just like when we're on the subway, we respond to a fondle with a big toothy grin! L8 last nite, home from the opera, after all fifteen of us had finished our bed time prayers and puppy piled into the cot, we received a small PING!!! on the wire from a little girlboy we'll call the Lonesome Lady in Read. We had our friends at the station draw up a potential portrait. Toothy grin we did my little chopped up deers, BBM 3041033, sleep tite!

LIR: Dear BabySkin, I need to do something with my life. I've been youtubing too many inspirational speeches and they've officially just bummed me out. Ted.com. Be warned.

BSG: My little truffle of a pig, fear not. The world is not as cold as your sweaterless shoulders mite think. Go ahead and study that utube. And the uporn and Perez while you're at it. There is no shame in the glorious underbelly we call the internet. With a few more pills and a little less sleep you'll be as good as Gaga in no time. Why, I'd bet your Daddy just made that trustfund date a little sooner knowing that you're smell is only less and less floral as the years move on. Take a good long look at a dead horse and defeather that mouthful of chicken wire while there's still time. I am a mountain of inspiration just waiting for you to get off your lazy bum and hike me. You are the best pickle this cucumber has to offer. God speed.