I suppose Miss Scarlet is referring to the brief exposure of the meat and two veg that took place last night. I showed it to my females and then hit the hay.
Great Scott! What DID I miss? Not the rarest shot of all? Not the Pink Shot? No, really? The one of Maroon holding a Scottish £100 note preparatory to SPENDING it? I refuse to believe you. Remember the last time: the tantalizing glimpse of a half-opened wallet, the lens thickly smeared with Vaseline, giving the hazy outline of a Perthshire Traction Company busticket and a book of 2nd class stamps? Maroon, you tease. What next? Candid coverage of your Post Office Savings Book, I suppose.
No need for that sort of talk, thank you Scarlet. Dr Maroon should propel these images toward MJ with all available haste, don't you think? Could you put a word in? I am happy to support his application.
I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
Sam, it would appear that Maroon got his dick out in front of all-comers; well, Scarlet and Nanas. That's the long and short of it. Short of it. Long of it. It's hard to know, really.
|I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
|I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
23 comments:
I saw everything ;o)
Sx
nothing at all
Not much hair on your lower parts, is there? And who took the photo?
Why oh why can I see nothing?
I suppose not Mr gorilla Bananas; we all must seem that way, hairless I mean, to an ape (no offence)
Savannah. Nothing? I wouldn't have gone that far.
Scarlet lets have a Moscow Mule and we'll say no more about it. Pure fantasy Scarlet.
Ax
Too late Pat.
I suppose Miss Scarlet is referring to the brief exposure of the meat and two veg that took place last night. I showed it to my females and then hit the hay.
My lips are sealed. But I'm not sending photographic evidence.
I think I may need more than one MM!
Sx
Great Scott! What DID I miss? Not the rarest shot of all? Not the Pink Shot? No, really? The one of Maroon holding a Scottish £100 note preparatory to SPENDING it? I refuse to believe you. Remember the last time: the tantalizing glimpse of a half-opened wallet, the lens thickly smeared with Vaseline, giving the hazy outline of a Perthshire Traction Company busticket and a book of 2nd class stamps? Maroon, you tease. What next? Candid coverage of your Post Office Savings Book, I suppose.
You Meanie! Just for that I won't tell you who I had lunch with.
i saw the rump roast, darling, but not the meat & 2 veg! xoxox
Maybe Dr Maroon will take to posting these pics up randomly.
He could become a blogging flasher...
Sorry Dr M.
Sx
No need for that sort of talk, thank you Scarlet. Dr Maroon should propel these images toward MJ with all available haste, don't you think? Could you put a word in? I am happy to support his application.
ah damnit Maroon. you've gone and removed it.
rather brash move, don't you think.
I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
I think MJ is reviewing Dr Maroon's application. He paid her a visit today.
Sx
Sam, it would appear that Maroon got his dick out in front of all-comers; well, Scarlet and Nanas. That's the long and short of it. Short of it. Long of it. It's hard to know, really.
Disregard these jades, Maroon, they only want you for your taper cut.
Frankly I don't know why I bother going to the barber any more. If I just let it grow it'll fall out of its own accord.
And happy birthday. There's a quadruple of something Highland in for you at the Black Horse at Checkendon if you can ever find it.
Yep, Happy Birthday Dr Maroon!
Sx
Is it today?
Happy one, Docsy.
i sent a card, did y'all get it? xoxox
|I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
7:46 PM, April 10, 2009
We shall never wither Sam
|I saw nothing. And yet I saw everything. And then I described twirly shapes in the air with my hands and played jingle-jangle music, talking trite but right shite all the while.
I feel like telling you well done and congratulations, because, you know, I saw everything.
7:46 PM, April 10, 2009
We shall never wither Sam
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