Like alien abductees with visceral yet hazy memories, I'm not entirely sure what happened to me on Saturday night. All I can tell you is that because of this woman, my life may now be divided into pre- and post- Leslie eras. Mar. 10 am
Keeper of the gems,
reveal the golden fruits of
your lady buffet.
Mar. 10 pm
Zombie assassin,
lioness of lamé, feast
her eyes on french fries.
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