  Time for another midnight post on this miserable weblog.  Its the morning of christmas,  so for those who celebrate that,  um,  good for you! yeah. anyway. I've finished a short story,  if you wanna read it,
 gonna haveta ask me.  I'm a bit tired,  so I'm just gonna post a song,  then I'll shut up.  Iggy &  The Trolls -  Superbabe I made love to a superbabe I kinda wondered how I did It may be pointless to describe her But she has the power of gravity She used a voodoo force on me Big tits,  high ass,  Long legs,  flat stomach Helped her cover all my dreams with sleep She's using mojo energy Snake hips,
 full lips Strong thighs,  green eyes,  Superbabe White teeth,  fresh meat,  Just like the TV Superbabe She's got the wild stuff Makes love for good luck Superbabe Dont miss with her kiss Won't duck from a woaaaw Superbabe ( x2)  I made love to a superbabe So tell me what else could I do Untill I couldn't do no more Or even know what for Forever and a day I'm gonna jump on superbabe Fame,  drugs and money cannot save me And evils everywhere But here comes superbabe She's USA prime all the way One,
 two,  three,  four,  Who the fuck are we for?  Superbabe Five,  six,  seven,  eight,  I can relate Superbabe Don't miss with her kiss Won't duck from a woaaaw!  Superbabe She's got the wild stuff Makes love for good luck Superbabe ( x3)
 Fame,
 drugs and money cannot save me Superbabe (
x2)
 It may be pointless to describe her Superbabe (
x2)
 She's got the wild stuff Makes love for good luck Superbabe Don't miss with her kiss Won't duck from a woah!  Superbabe Snake hips,  full lips,
 Strong thighs,  green eyes,  Superbabe White teeth,  fresh meat,
 Just like the TV Superbabe!
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I made love to a super babe.
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repeat until end)  I'm Deadinside,  and Santa's the real terrorist " I'm sterile,  right honey?  " Yes,  dear.  From the power plant.
