I will not play with Alexs Ass because he hates opera

Go to the damn opera by yourself. You don't need my support, do you?

It's not really a bad motto, is it?

Your loss then. I know plenty of people who are falling all over themselves trying to get a piece of my sweet sweet ass.

i like the word 'ass' and i like to say it

i still do not like people playing with it, it's just how i am right now.

Second, Anthony, I never promised to attend the oh so fucking boring opera with you (and this is irrespective of whether your atrocious attitude in the sack improved--though I must add it never did) excepting perhaps the Pretty Things rendition of SF Sorrow but since you were too chincy to shell out for it, you can just fuck off.

Third, Anthony, I don't make you cry. But your LIES make baby Jesus cry.

You came four times the night we played verdi, and yelped like a terrior when we did it doggy style to the callas singing lucia di lammor(sp)

as well, i do not lie.

Cho Cho San:
Today's the day when I see clear
a tiny thread of smoke appear
where blue skies border on the ocean
and a ship is set in motion

All the while I sing this song
I see a dot on the horizon
growing bigger every second
gleaming white in my direction

Who on earth can it be
coming up the path for me
what on earth will he say
shall I run to him or run away

Freaking out he's come to get me
or my feet are stuck but just won't let me
run to him do I dare
Madam Butterfly don't blow it

chorus
Calling Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
that's the name he used to call give
he's my man till the day I die
oh sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
she's waiting
he'll be back, I have faith in this love track

Pinkerton:
Pinkerton's the name
Lieutenant Colonel Pinkerton! sir
U.S. Navy
I'm a bounder
I married a Yankee girl
but I went back to visit old Japan
where there she was, Cho Cho San

Cho Cho San:
Gotta have something to believe in
my white honkey sure do miss him
someday soon he'll come around
just to stop me nervous breakdown

Call me fool! Call me stupid!
bend my arrow kill this cupid
say it with me
he'll be back
I have faith in this love track

chorus
Little sweet sweet Butterfly
I hear him crowing faintly
thinks I'm just still sweet sixteen
I guess I'll tease him gently

Cho Cho San:
Calling Madam Butterfly
his angel lucked right from the sky
hide my baby in strange places
I feel the fear I might die

Right in his arms and embreaces
softly kissing my eyelashes
got no right no right to doubt it
ain't no doubt no doubt about it

Call me fool! call me stupid!
bend this arrow kil this cupid
I have faith I'll always pray
my white honkey's here to stay

chorus
Call me Butterfly, Madam Butterfly
Butterfly, Butterfly have no fear
I'll be back to wipe your tears
of sweet Butterfly, so sweet Butterfly
she's waiting
I'll wait for him with unshakable faith
he'll be back

Sharpless
Sharpless
Sharpless
Jetzt ahnt ihr treues Herz
bereits die Wahrheit.
Sagte ich es nicht? Erinnern Sie sich?
Und ich hatte recht!
Gehen Sie; sie wird die traurige Wahrheit
erfahren.
Ma or quel cor sincero
presago è già.
Vel dissi? Vi ricorda?
E fui profeta allor.
Andate, il triste vero
apprenderà.
But now that faithful heart
already has a premonition.
Didn't I tell you? Do you remember?
How true my words proved to be!
Go then, she shall hear
the sad truth.

Pinkerton
Pinkerton
Pinkerton
Leb wohl, du blühendes Asyl!
Ich kann dein Elend nicht ertragen.
Fort von hier; was für ein Schurke ich bin!
Addio, fiorito asil,
non reggo al tuo squallor.
Fuggo, fuggo, ah, son vil!
Farewell, flowery refuge,
I cannot bear the sad appearance of this place.
I must go: I am contemptible!

God Alex, so smooth.

This reminds me that I owe Alex a phone call.