Alfred, my darling angel

[j_rhysdavies]

I hardly know where to start. My heart and brain and other bits are full of you, exultant and joyful. I woke up early from what seemed to be a marvelous dream of you to find myself curled around your warm body, my face buried in your glorious hair. There are not enough adjectives in the English language to describe your magnificence and the

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[rob_dickinson]

John you're gushing man! Get hold of yourself. ;)

[j_rhysdavies]

I know, ain't it great?!

[francis_coppola]

OK. Let me get this straight: We're not supposed to believe Sofia's dating Quentin Taratino, but we're supposed to believe you and Weird Al Yankovic?

I think I'd better change my meds.

[j_rhysdavies]

Why aren't we supposed to believe Sofia and Quentin? I think it's a great match!

As for Al and I ... wait till you see us at George's party tomorrow night :D

[j_rhysdavies]

oops, I mean "as for Al and me." The man really must have my brain in a tizzy!

[francis_coppola]

Is there a difference?

[dominocoppola]

Ok. Al makes John happy. That is so good to see. I'm happy for you John.

The pictures show Quentin whispering in my ear. All of you know how many people are screaming at you to look this way!, stand like that!, and the only way to hear anything he had to say was for him to get close to my hear. I'm telling you we rae just frineds. Yes, I'm in Cannes, Poppa. I joined him just last night. In a seperate room.

[bieljessica]

ah, the hair. You are a lucky man, John.

[j_rhysdavies]

Oh, don't I know it!

[yankovic_al]

*smiles*

[j_rhysdavies]

*falls over laughing into you*

Those Jedi mind tricks seem to work pretty well!

[yankovic_al]

*waves hand*

You WILL buy me a sandwich. You WILL buy me a sandwich.

[j_rhysdavies]

*sings* Ooh my little hungry one, hungry one...

*hands you a bologna sandwich with mustard on toast*