And The Joey also falls..

Beloved Howard,
Today, as in the spirit of the declarations made previously...I have snapped another weight down my pants...n I have in aprallel dimension....sorta regained some lost soul mass....so to say...my soul/mass index is now much higher than them lesser mortals again...
SIGHHHH......now that thats done...and the road to redemption seems relatively easy yet again....I am up for another sin....
But let us pray(lowpitchmoan).....and recall all that we are thankful for...Shall we Roxie??..
"The name on Cholera Boy's lips was always...
Joey..
The baby rakin in ma dibs was always
Joey...
He said(quietlywhisperedtonobodyinparticular)..
'Ur Gonna be a celebrity..
That menas somebody everyone knows...
They're gonna recognize ur cuffs, ur capes, ur jeans, ur ties, ur throws....'

From just some dumb Bengali's wife he came to be..
Joey....
Who said that sulkin's not an art??...
And who in sase had stuck it out....
They'd say has got a fabulous pout......
JOOOOOEYYYY's (fragile) Heart!!!"
Bows to applause and exits..and waits for Choleric to escape the ewwwww so creepy clutches of poetry.....and return to the B_E_A_utiful lust of the prose....
You know wat they say right?......The SEX is in the heel.......
Goodnight Howard
urs outta bondage

Choleric