Proof I heard on the radio yesterday.

[substitute]

Suppose that: You know what you were born to be.

Consider also that you are a:

1. Heart breaker.

2. Dream maker.

3. Love taker.

Conclusion:

Don't you mess around with me.

Comments

[besskeloid.livejournal.com]

You forgot Brubaker.

[zarriq.livejournal.com]

Not me. I'm the pompatus of love.

[explosivo.livejournal.com]

ah, but in fact, love IS a battlefield... so, come on, hit me with your BEST shot.

[substitute.livejournal.com]

Only if you treat me right! But you know we belong.

[odradak.livejournal.com]

I am the right kind of dinner.

[frobisher.livejournal.com]

Hell! It's what's for children!

[mcpino.livejournal.com]

Ergo:

My love is like a Tidal Wave, spinnin' over your head..

[feisty-robot.livejournal.com]

Additionally, please note that you spin me right 'round. "Right 'round?" you ask? Yes, baby, right 'round. In fact, like a record, baby.