* Cardiac Stormtrooper
I could smell it.
The heavy, ominously sweet scent
Of the impending deluge
The unstoppable force
Of digital magic,
The immoveable object
Of the technophuckwit
* Tell Me Quando? Quando? Quando?
When will you allow my humble pile of stone
To embrace you?
* Because You'Re Mine, I Walk The Line. (Sorry Johnny. R.I P.)
The infinite shining path
Is awash with surges
Of mellifluous ardour.
* Terms Of Engagement
When the Ez wears his black jeans and is told by amazing fiancee that they're blue, it is acceptable for the Ez to say they're light black and be wrong.
When amazing fiancee says 'EERHH! ' the Ez will immediately know what is required. The likelihood being that it will be either loving caresses or floral gums.