Victoria, if she is still out there somewhere, turns 32 today.
The video I posted recently, which I said would be my most favorite of all time, has reached the third position in total views. Frankly, I thought it would be number one by the end of this week. Not that such a prediction matters much in the “big picture” but there has been some keen interest in it. It has had more views in a day, or by average, than the others but has not taken the number one spot in views, overall. So I do not claim to be correct, at least not yet.
I am working on some others, but to be truthful, it does seem to be a bit of an excercise in futility because almost no one watches them. Kinda like saving all of you has been.
I made a CD for Victoria back in 2004, which I entitled “Victoria’s Birthday” that had a long list of songs that were about her and us. There were a lot of clues in it. Our relationship ended soon after that. Mostly because she turned me into a quadriplegic in bed, temporarily, and would not talk to me about it afterward.
The end came when I took her out to talk because she told me she was really depressed. She told me, for some strange reason, that I lie about everything and I don’t have any friends, only online friends.
If she was a guy I would have punched her for that. Those are fighting words, as far as I am concerned especially from someone who made dating seem like an unending appointment at the dentist.
Remember Turakian Bitch and watch the video. About as lame, stubborn, and an ungrateful a person that ever lived. Perhaps it is because her mother is Bible-thumper Satan Bitch Khomeini. But let’s not blame everything on our Mom’s now, okay?
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make her drink.
You can lead a whore to Walter but you can’t make her think.