The first time I saw Lauren, I almost passed out. I had a really funny feeling in my stomach and I could hardly stand. She looked so hot. I was feeling kinda hot too. I could feel my heart in my throat. Pounding, and pounding. Then I threw up all over her. ....turns out the doctor says it's not a good idea to wash down oysters I bought from a hot dog cart with a bottle of tequila. You know what, I'm not even sure if that was Lauren, because there was puke all over my Britney Spears poster. In fact I'm not even sure how I got to the hospital. Damn I loved that poster, but she never smelt the same again.
Lauren, Lauren; Lauren, its tough for me to write about Lauren because how does one describe their first and only true love?? Words just don't suffice. But if I were to try...and I will, I would much prefer to attempt to describe Lauren in three words, one a noun, one a verb and one of pure passion.
NOUN: Lady VERB: Scorching PURE PASSION: superlovemuffin
Unfortunately I'd like to note that my love for Lauren has never progressed passed the level of friendship and I learned the hard way on one ill-fated night when she and I shared a bed at Los' house and I flashed her my breasts and asked her what she thought. To this she responded in laughter which broke my heart. So attempt to get to know Lauren if you so desire, and you will not be disappointed for she is for sure a fine specimen of a woman, but beware she may break your heart like she has mine.
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