hey there, it’s almost easter and those peep candies are now on sale at duane reade. if you ever want to get on my friend becca’s good side, get her a package. she loves those totally nuclear-bright, teeth-rotting treats, which is why I think this is “Becca’s Fantasy.”
Nice. If it were Eliot Spitzer’s fantasy, he’d be in less hot water. Hoo-wah! Wouldn’t want to be in the Spitzer household tonight, boy.