Amanda Seyfried – My Daughters Will Get You Drunk (For Us) But In A Good Way!

HAPPY BELATED HALLOWEEN, AMANDA! YOU ARE SIMPLY DARLING, DARLING!!!!



-------/Amanda Seyfried – My Daughters Will Get You Drunk (For Us) But In A Good Way! I Love You!


Lot
Amanda, baby, get up let us leave Zoar
land of indifference, separation of celebrities from the middle class
maybe Im even less affluent than that land of
barrenness, drought
of probable love becoming improbable,
(me powerless to affect any lasting change)
of no kisses, of me not holding your waist as we dance
beneath the stars naïve to my plight of seemingly permanent singleness
of you loving your boyfriend not named me!
living in a cave
of bleakness, of those unduly spurned - afraid
(of being a loser guy living in Maryland with credit card debt without you)
full desert moon illuminating its entrance, my desperation to be with you, impregnable attraction to you are my two daughters
(all your movies rock! Momma Mia, Red Riding Hood, In Time (soon to be))
that follow you, crafty opportunists
that bemoan the fact that the longer you stay in Hollywood, away from me
my chance to be with you gets older, and there is no one around
(believe me, I've asked a bevy of girls out only to be turned down)
to give them the birth of hope, of happily-ever-after they have for so long
yearned for
so they hope to ply you with passionate blogs:thejesusmetaphor.blogspot
into an emotional stupor
in order to preserve the Amanda Seyfried and Tony Conti family line
before my likelihood of procreating with chance romance kicks the bucket
one to sleep with the chance of you staying committed to me
and the other getting you drunk again the next night
sleeping with the ambition of you marrying me –ditching
your celeb boyfriend in the process
you unaware of their intentions during the next day's hangover
and my dearest hope, baby
is pregnancy
is that our unfeigned, fervent loyalty to one another will be called Moab
child of my eldest daughter
and that our relationship's longevity, durability
walking on the red carpet together, taking pictures in People magazine
whisking away to your limo whilst TMZ cameras hawk us
will be Ben-Ammi, child of my youngest
the Moabites will be a testament to our enduring, endearing optimism
against the odds
cutting off the nose of inequality to spite the face of celeb/non celeb culture
the Ammonites a memorial to how much a blogger’s love poems
affect his favorite celeb crush!
the noble end justifying the wily means






(AMANDA SEYFRIED, U KNOW U B MY FAVORITE CELEBRITY, GUUURRRLLL! PLEASE MARRY ME BABES! LETS MAKE BEAUTIFUL SWEEPING EPIC ROMANTIC BABIES TOGETHER!
E-MAIL ME BABY THEJESUSMETAPHOR@YAHOO.COM OOOOHHHH YEEEAAAAAHHHH!!!
HAPPY ALL SAINTS DAY BABY GIRL!!!)


--------Genesis 19:30-38
Lot and his two daughters left Zoar and settled in the mountains, for he was afraid to stay in Zoar. He and his two daughters lived in a cave. One day the older daughter said to the younger, "Our father is old, and there is no man around here to give us children—as is the custom all over the earth. Let's get our father to drink wine and then sleep with him and preserve our family line through our father.”
That night they got their father to drink wine, and the older daughter went in and slept with him. He was not aware of it when she lay down or when she got up. The next day the older daughter said to the younger, "Last night I slept with my father. Let's get him to drink wine again tonight, and you go in and sleep with him so we can preserve our family line through our father." So they got their father to drink wine that night also, and the younger daughter went in and slept with him. Again he was not aware of it when she lay down or when she got up. So both of Lot's daughters became pregnant by their father. The older daughter had a son, and she named him Moab; he is the father of the Moabites of today. The younger daughter also had a son, and she named him Ben-Ammi ; he is the father of the Ammonites of today.