<wrestles with Tourettic-Compulsive demons, and loses>
SHOW US YOUR TITS!!!!!
Mr. S., we have to introduce you to two American institutions: Spring Break and Mardi Gras. "Show us your tits" would not only not be out of place, but you'd get a willing response which would raise your blood pressure several notches.
Heck, at Mardi Gras, you don't even have to speak, just toss a few beads into the street for a nice boob flash.
I've seen most things - but blaming the tits call on the tourettes is as low as anything - Pondy, you hit full fathoms five.....
teehee
Canna ye sleep again, Cav?
My sleep cycle seems to be changing. I kinda like the night owl thingy.
Also, being so dark, I am actually learning how to type again, without looking at the keyboard.
Oh my!!!! That is clever...
Don't let the nightowl get ya - hard to get your rhythms back - I know.
I am eating frozen raspberries and blueberries - instead of having icecream.....clever, huh?
Single malt is devilishly good for depression....
Very clever there, bunny. Actually, I had migraine last night, so I went to bed very early, and did indeed get the requisite amount of sleep I needed. I feel much better today.
Mocking my affliction! Sob! There's six years of perfectly good therapy down the drain! I hope you are VERY PROUD, cruel, cruel, cruel bunny!!! William - the pain - the pain!!
and if you ARE wearing a bra.......
SHOW US YOUR TITS!!!
lola - you have made my day, I can die a happy man!
but if you decide to live on, there's more for tomorrow
I leave you for tonight, a happy girl
A little leg, a little tit - nothing could be betta :
If you don't know a "threat-related" christmas present, here it is
''Delicate Confections' Doiley Bra (Afternoon Tea)'
