I am the archaeologist of love. I’m digging for the bones of a loved one I shot and buried decades ago.

“I want a white car that turns red when I’m embarrassed.”

“I snorted powdered flamingoes while I pondered love. I sat at the bar two hours…”

“A blanket could be used for a soft opening of a new casino. The softer the bett…”

“I am the Zam Maz of love. Or at least I will be, once 572w167e74zx2.”