My love is pizza shaped. Wont you have a slice Its circular so theres enough to go around.

I had a dream about you. You were you but you were manya multitude of mannequins each named Manny. And I was me but I was Dark Jar Tin Zoo and as such I made love to youall of you. Then I woke up alone naked cuddling a mannequin I named after you who smells like you because I spray it with the same fragrance you used to wear. Is that crazy No I didnt think so either.

I had a dream about you. You had no skin or muscle on your face and to try to conceal your bare skull you liberally applied lipstick and makeup. Your birthday was coming up and I knew you were probably sensitive about parties that emphasize the aging process so I decided to box up your gift in a coffin and wrap it with black wrapping paper. I got you the best gift ever tooa hooker who happened to be dead because that enabled me to procure a sizeable discount.

I had a dream about you. We were in a canoe and we were paddling across the desert. You said you were thirsty and I pointed to the sand that surrounded us and said No I will not urinate in your mouth. At that point I woke up because I realized I really had to peeand get a drink of water.

I had a dream about you. We were ice fishing in my freezer. I caught a few cold beers and you wondered if we should drink them or throw them back because they were babies.

I had a dream about you. You were wearing Sylvester Stallones sneer as pants but his lips were saggy on your legs so you had to wear a mustache as a belt.

I had a dream about you. You were an escalator and I was a flight of stairs. You thought I was a Luddite and I thought I was as ostrich because I hadnt figured out how to put the fly in flight. One day you broke down and then you saw that you and I werent so different after all.

I had a dream about you. You were crying and I couldnt tell if it was because you were sad or because youd been laughing too hard. So I decided to find out by telling you that Id just heard from the cops and your mother had been murdered. Before I got to the punch line you started sobbing in a different manner so I realized youd been laughing earlier. By that time the mood had changed and I decided it best not to deliver the punch line after all. So I sat down next to you and put my arm around you and tried to console you for your perceived loss.