I have NO PITTY for you Miss Cass.
I SO would have hooked you up... if only you'd have let me. ::sniff sniff::
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I have NO PITTY for you Miss Cass.
I SO would have hooked you up... if only you'd have let me. ::sniff sniff::
I just wanted to post this. It's from Bec about AS.
William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course! You have found someone that appreciates the whole William T Higgins, who is one of the most wonderfully romantic, caring, sweet, gentle, solid rocks that women like herself look for. You are one in a billion. There are very few people as gentlemanly and sweet and intelligent etc out there. She has probably had date after date with people that don't get her, don't treat her like a queen and you are fortunate enough that you haven't had to go through that. Not that you would want to be treated like a queen... I would however be interested to see how she deals with your family...
It really means a lot to me.
I SO would have hooked you up...Trust me, I've been looking very wistfully at that border. How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?
How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?
Fairly felonious.
How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?
That's what *I* was saying, now wasn't it?
Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the stench of sin its self. I'm not sure what your excuse it.
Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the scent of sin.
This has to be a drinking song. You need to publish a book of drinking songs, with this and "Under a pile of whores" and any other songs you want to compose.
William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course!Bec impresses me nearly as much as you. Those are just lovely words, I can only pretend to imagine how much it means to you to hear them from her.
Fairly felonious.Bugger. It's only 15 miles... It seems it should be less bad if it is only 15 miles.
I'm not sure what your excuse it.Spasmatic back mostly.
Trudy's drinking songs are fun. There are more than a few answering machines with "Under a Pile of Whores" on them.
Bec impresses me nearly as much as you. Those are just lovely words, I can only pretend to imagine how much it means to you to hear them from her.
Yeah. Apparently AS has been talking about me at work. Her work is subject to the whole "billytea likes carrots!" treatment. So she has in the past been scornful of people who would even potentially put themselves in the position of being homewreckers, and now she's told them that I'm separated and they're a little agog. Now I'm imagining that she'll turn up one day saying "No, it's ok, his wife emailed me and she's cool with it."
You need to publish a book of drinking songs, with this and "Under a pile of whores" and any other songs you want to compose.
Yes, this is a brilliant idea. I wish I could have saved my phone message from that F2F forever. One of the best messages ever.