The Lurve God!

Me: Bony! What is the meaning of this? I come home from work to find you reeking of *sniff* ...err air freshener and all dressed up for a night on the town.

Bony: I've decided to get in early for Valentine's Day. You'll not see me wasting loads of money on the 14th. Those robbing shops charge about four times more for roses than the rest of the year!

Me: Somehow I don't think you'll be winning any hearts wandering about with a poppy from last November, you tight arsed old skinflint!

Bony: Well, that's one good thing about these dark nights. No one notices things like that in a howling gale in the bus shelter.

Me: Sigh... There was me thinking romance was dead.

Bony: Not with me! Just call me The Lurve God. I know how to make the knees knock like castanets with spine tingling thrills!

Me: Oh please! You are making me feel quite yucky.

Bony: See? Even you aren't immune to my irresistible charms and dazzling smile!

Me: I think I'm going to be sick....

Bony: Well, that's nice I must say! Right that's me off out for the evening to find someone who will appreciate me.


Track? Well I certainly don't want Barry White. It will have to be something romantic from Rainbow - All Night Long