soft hands.

i always say i love you when i mean turn out the light

"A rabid newspaper, Internet and chat room reader, Isringhausen felt the hostility before reaching the park each day." [stl post dispatch]

poor izzy. so sensitive! who knew? beneath that scowly veneer is an unsure little boy yearning for acceptance. as they say in the interweb parlance of our times, ilu bb!


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