Well, what I like to do is get a whole bunch of "money", so I can buy a whole lot of "time" with a hooker. I'll work something out, and her panties will be "any colour I like". She'll "speak to me" and say dirty things. We'll make love all night, and we'll both "breathe" real hard. Afterwords, I'll pay her, and she'll enjoy a nice line of cocaine; but she'll overdose and suffer irreversible "brain damage" before dying and heading off for "the great gig in the sky". Finally, with a dead hooker on my floor, and cocaine spread out on my table, the police will come knocking on my door. Between my dead hooker, myself, and the cops, it'll just be "us and them". I'll never survive in prison, and I know this, so at this point I'll be "on the run". When I finally outrun the police, I'll be panting loudly, and have a little "breathe reprise". In the end though, I'll have the satisfaction of a good hooker, a nice run, all of which will come to a close by me watching the moon "eclipse".
And the funny thing is, my original intention was to only write the first sentence of this message and then post...