Slipped mind with all those texts you were sending me. Guess it'll have to wait till Thursday when I go home again. I will be sure to get them, don't worry. Quick question though to all the other pervy pixies; the ribbed rubbers, do they turn you into a rhythm stick like what we used back in the first grade? I'd actually be willing to get those if they made cool sounds besides what Bama makes.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf