Bat-shit Crazy

In 1979 I woke up next to a woman around 3 am who decided to start singing Meatloaf’s Bat Out of Hell in its entirety with her mouth full of peanut butter. As she was jumping over me on the bed, large chunks of creamy peanut butter shot out her mouth, landing on me. Saliva covered creamy peanut butter, yummy??? The sad part was she was incredibly smart, with a sense of humor, amazingly good looking, and most importantly she thought I was interesting in many different ways. I’ve hated that fucking song ever since.
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One Response to Bat-shit Crazy

  1. crumblybutt says:

    Drugs, obviously. Cocaine?

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