Saturday, January 24, 2009

Oh ying

OH Ying. How I count the ways i love thee.
67!(factorial)?

6^66?

The number of quantum states in every quantum particule in the universex the number of states of my love >9000?

I love you as much as my heart can possibly give without entering cardiac arrest and spurting blood out of my veneral arteries. And penis. That was a double entendre.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and hot. Much more hot.

My thoughts and desires follow you as easily as the wind passes through the trees, as easily as the earth will be engulfed by the sun once it has expanded sufficently, and as easily as i came (home).

This i wish to thee - Yi-ling.

4 comments:

frothy said...

my love, you are the only one in my life. i love you as much as my heart can give without imploding like a deflated balloon. instead, it slowly shrinks, as the love i bear thee is sprayed into the air and vaporises, filling me with a sense of helplessness. how can i most efficiently convey my love to you? we should have shared hearts.

Luindilwen said...

yi-ling your as bad at romantic metaphors as your boyfriend 'deflated balloon'?...you deserve eachother... i mean its hard to make shakespeare sound like an amateur...good work Wong...your a 'special child'

Anonymous said...

Lol. I love your spelling and grammar too. They don't make shakespeare sound like an amateur though...they just make his work seem pleasant and easy to understand, and almost...funny...in comparison.

Wongsta said...

Who would write such a terrible and useless piece of writing, with obvious disregard to Shakespeare's legacy?

oh right me. (it's actually quite bad, please don't read it)