This is perfekt. The way I like him to sing for me. Falling at my feet.

Come here darlin....ummm come here to honey soul cat .....gaaawd sugar your such a doll face..luv ya...grrrr..you crawl ..I'll crawl..we all crawl...I know you know what I know, ya know...ummmm..pucker up babe...oh wait...kitty graps glasses and throws them to the crowd who roar their approval......no need for protection when your with me hon...grrrr we slowly ever so slowly lean into each other... mouths barely feathered......teasing softly..little butterfly kisses all over and around our lips...ummm tasting just like spicey lemon...clank..clank..clank...what the fu-- ...sounds like keys rattling....someone above me yells.."Hey you! wake up its time to go home, your bails been posted...wheewy...so your the little pygmy that got plastered and started kissing the fence post calling it your Bonoman.....well take it on home we don't take to your kind around here Ok!"... blinks several times in confusion..ummm okay.....grrrrr..nice dream while it lasted!!! grrrrrr Bono xxxx's for all...

I'll crawl too.. with black cotton puffs on my head, f**k some of them are actually falling, between Bonos legs, and believe me, I'm not staying there.. and towards to Edge, who is also crawling, as scg above said, we're all crawling, a bit difficult to him though..while playing 'where the streets have no name', but he is talented, he manages.. Larry seems to have a few difficulties, he keeps drumming, over and over again, Adam's beautifully build six-pack, making Adam a pit pissed...Btw, how on earth did I manage to crawl between Bono's legs if he was crawling too???

About Larry...it's very difficult indeed to manage to do whatever it is to a drummer in action (drumming)! I know it!! Been through it!! But Bono...oh dammit...I'll crawl too...til my knees can't hold it anymore! ***

First before anything..HV what are you saying? I'm stuck with a vision?....ok to get on with the other.....??? We don't know how the hell you got in between Bono's legs but suspect the culprit to your dilemma was the cotton puff balls stuck in the glue used to attach your BEAUTIFUL fake eyelashes that your always batting and making you blind....thus here is where your Edgyness took on evil demensions... but anyway when you set Bono's butt on fire he was pissed, literally, which also helped to put out the fire..and quickly taking his smok'in ass as fast as he could he then crawled for all he was worth AWAY from you and your flaming sparklers whilst changing the song from 'Streets' ..to..' Takes A Second To Say Goodbye...say Goodbye bye.oh ho ho say bye bye'....all in three octives higher than he's use to hitting in 8 years.....and fell into my open luving arms kissing me madly asking me to save him from what he perceived to be... A Blair Witch Attack!...ummmm now that's what really happened...grrr..Bono luv might just be in my imagination but here's some of it anyway...x's to all grrr

Oh, it's the glue.. I really have been wondering about the stinging in my eye, you are so wise scg, but.. it's not fake lashes I'm wearing, my lashes are long and beautiful. ..I actually glued the contact lenses on me, probably not such a wise idea, but I wanted to see Edge a bit better and the optician offered a free triy, so I decided to glue them on, so she would have to give them to me!! I do have better vision now, but sometimes I do make mistakes, like the time me and Bono... noh, I won't tell you that one.. too embarrasing..*blushes*.. but I really, really thought it was Edgebun..

Oh my I had hoped you wouldn't mention that embarrassing incident...you know we've all forgiven ya don't you ??? !After all when people are suffering from sever tooth-aches they have been known to become quite hallucinatory and incoherent...though to march into Bono's bathroom and ramsack his medicine cabinet for pain killers just as he was stepping from his shower seemed a bit to the extreme...I know I know you always said you thought it was Edge's house....but anyway I do believe it was the blubbering the spitting and sputtering of medicated cotton puffs stuffed into your cheeks absolutely garbling your words to mush...not to mention the wild frantic hand jestures that convinced Bono you were completely unhinged and deranged prompting him to subdue you with his wet towel flinging it up over your head and wrapping you like a mummy then tying you to the shower door while calling for authorities...And with all that you didn't even get to see Mr. Happy either!......sorry hun hated to tell the facts but YOU DID BRING IT UP!!!! ha ha ha grr Bono luv..... no luv connection here sorry....heeee heeee ha ha ha grrr

.. Well yes, I've always thought it was so kind of Bono.. He knew I could never have respected him after seeing his mr Happy, so he cleverly did what he had too. We've talked about that later and he told me that he didn't have time to take the.. padding away, so he just blinded my eyes.. Of course I understand a man's got to do what a man's got to do and as I already said, it was a relief to me, not to need to see it. Of course, what I didn't tell him, was that I'd left the enlargening lenses at home, so I wouldn't have seen anything, anyway.. It was so silly..

Ou my God, I can´t breath, he is God..