As I look out upon the rainy vista that hangs wearily beyond the window, like the world itself is tired of the burden we present it, I remember.
The translucent drops of rain follow invisible paths along the glass, like the fingers of a ghost are playing with them in the dark. My mind drifts back.
To that day.
The day we lost the people's princess.
An angel, fallen from heaven, only to return too soon.
I'll never forget the single most profound thing she ever said to me...
I believe it was, "Ayo, dat Dodi Fayed giving me the D like a samurai chops a watermelon, bro. He stick in deep til I feel things I aint felt before. Di loves the D. Drives a bitch crazy mayn. Always remember, a man who knows how to use his dick is a real man!"
Well, on my end I remember the lovely and fiery Teresa who died a few days later and whose service was roughly 10% as luxurious as the Dodi's D's Di. Let this be a warning to all women, that that's what you get for abdicating the D.
Do you say "meh"?
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Mohamed Al-Fayed?
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Lady Di?
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Donkey!
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Kong?
Too soon!
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1997 doesn't seem that soon to me... that's like 17 years, or math I can't even do.
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As I look out upon the rainy vista that hangs wearily beyond the window, like the world itself is tired of the burden we present it, I remember.
The translucent drops of rain follow invisible paths along the glass, like the fingers of a ghost are playing with them in the dark. My mind drifts back.
To that day.
The day we lost the people's princess.
An angel, fallen from heaven, only to return too soon.
I'll never forget the single most profound thing she ever said to me...
I believe it was, "Ayo, dat Dodi Fayed giving me the D like a samurai chops a watermelon, bro. He stick in deep til I feel things I aint felt before. Di loves the D. Drives a bitch crazy mayn. Always remember, a man who knows how to use his dick is a real man!"
RIP NOTORIOUS DI
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Did you ever hear about the musical written about her?
Well, on my end I remember the lovely and fiery Teresa who died a few days later and whose service was roughly 10% as luxurious as the Dodi's D's Di. Let this be a warning to all women, that that's what you get for abdicating the D.