Daisy Lovin'...

Someone nurse my ego... it needs mending.

That's right, love me, dammit!

"WHERE IS MINE???"

(See, Josh, I would make a FABULOUS Violet!!!)

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Jailyard, you definitely deserves snaps for mentioning someone like LMD...for Daisy's sake, though, wouldn't it have been better to mention Misses Ripley or Skinner?

Daisy, Dear, I hardly know ya, but you seem pretty damn fabulous to me.

Well, we already know my breasts are more fabulous than the Ripsters. Ems might throw a little competition my way, but LMD has quite the shoes to fill (or bras even).

Josh will take any excuse to throw out names of Full Monty chorus girls. He's a freak like that, really.

He also has a really bright voice but likes to pretend it's dark. We tend to agree with him on occasion to coddle his fragile ego. Too bad I wear the pants in our duets.

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Are we going for the who sings higher competition?
I do countertenor, silly.
I sound like a girl.
And don't sweat the bright sound. Unless I'm in full-blown opera mode, I think my voice is a tad bright too.

There is a flower
Within my heart,
Daisy, Daisy!
Planted one day
By a glancing dart,
Planted by Daisy Bell!
Whether she loves me
Or loves me not,
Sometimes it's hard to tell;
Yet I am longing to share the lot -
Of beautiful Daisy Bell!

Daisy, Daisy,
Give me your answer do!
I'm half crazy,
All for the love of you!
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle made for two.

We will go 'tandem'
As man and wife,
Daisy, Daisy!
'Peddling' away
Down the road of life,
I and my Daisy Bell!
When the road's dark
We can both despise
P'licemen and 'lamps' as well;
There are 'bright lights’
In the dazzling eyes
Of beautiful Daisy Bell!

Daisy, Daisy,
Give me your answer do!
I'm half crazy,
All for the love of you!
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle made for two.

I will stand by you
In 'wheel' or woe,
Daisy, Daisy!
You'll be the bell(e)
Which I'll ring you know!
Sweet little Daisy Bell!
You'll take the 'lead'
In each 'trip' we take,
Then if I don't do well,
I will permit you to
Use the brake,
My beautiful Daisy Bell!

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but do you have the E above? *smug smirk*

There are advantages to a bright voice, y'know. *scowl*

So...so take that, you, you riffer, you!

And, remember...if you feel you can't fly, I will buy you a wing. (But I draw the line at finding you a tree.)

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By chorus girls I do mean Zim, Liz and LMD... LOL. There is no chorus in Monty, doofus.

And for the final time, you can NOT marry Emily!!! You're gay. I don't think fondling her hair night after night is going to satisfy her in the end, baby. Sowwies.

And THANK YOU for turning this into an Emily thread! It was supposed to be about how fabulous *I* am, dammit! Emily is NOT fabulous. I am fabulous. Talk about my fabulous hair... !!!

And Boobs... aww... thank you for the perty songs.

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Riffing? Me, never! I don't riff... no Christina Aguilera am I!

But I can growl, too, on top of the rest...

So you can sing higher than me, big whoop.

Josh, tell me what you think of mine and Emily's (since she is clearly the most important thing in your life *sniff*) vibratos? What do you think, Josh, hmmm? Inquiring minds want to know.

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I said nothing.

You are too a riffer. Riffy McRiffington. That's who you are. You are the Riffing Riffer of Riffing Heights.

And yes, my lord can you growl. It's like a panther receiving cunnilingus.

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You LIE.

Tell me, Josh... what would you do with a jackhammer?

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Can I interest one Daisy in another?

http://daisymaybbq.com/

Josh, stop trying to get my thread deleted!

Wait... dinner? Who's doing dinner? =-O

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*tear*

What a way to get the boot!

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