Thank you Peach, thank you. What...

Thank you Peach, thank you. What a hot little batch of salty you are. I've hit clubs all over the west, and this little, explosive, four-foot-eleven, street-wise package of Thai spice sits right at the upper tier. Someday she'll owe me for putting my eyes out with those pencil erasers of hers. Until then I'll have to forgive her for the simple reason that she rocks my world.