I have twenty lives.

You have two.

I say, hey I’m drunk wanna hang out?

You say sure.

SCORE. <ME.

You say come to my place and I say I’m too tired and you say fine.

SCORE. <ME.

You say do you want something to drink?

I say of course.

SCORE. <ME.

You come over and I’m dressed to go out. I say, do you have money? You say yes.

SCORE. <ME.

I say Can I have jukebox money and get me a tall NewCastle. You do without question.

SCORE. <ME.

I play ten Incubus tracks in a row. You don’t complain.  When the last song ends, Pardon Me is the title, I say, I’m ready to go to a real casino. You say, fine.

SCORE. <ME.

We go to the casino and I order drinks like I own the place. You pay and tip.

SCORE. <ME.

Finally at 2 AM, I feel like going home and I say ok, BYE.

You steal a kiss on the cheek.

SCORE. <YOU.

You say wanna come upstairs?

I say, I had fun, maybe another night.

SCORE. <ME.

You’re gonna die of blue balls.

I still have twenty lives.