Thanks! Too much time on my hands can be fun.
'You're something beautiful--
A contradiction:
I want to play the game,
I want the friction..'
totally lost in your world...:-)
Hmm, you have to cross the river by tram, pass Baudelaire's grave, walk into my house, and click your shoes six times whilst saying 'there's no French writer like Laclos,' until you find yourself at home.
But wouldn't you care to stay here for a while?
I'd love to visit with you!
Why not? We'd go to a country beginning with 'U,' bring too much wine with us, start our own bible and then bury it with a bit of silver to see whether anyone finds it/ believes in it, offend at least five mainstream institutions, and hatch an elaborate plot to get out of our treason charges: it'd be fun!
Yeppers, then could we both ride naked on Gus' tractor?
That's an unusual request! It seems that, every time that I invite someone to come over to stay with me, they either suggest mass nudity on Gus' tractor, or for me to dress up like Anne Brontë (while they do my makeup.)
But, just because I've said that both of those situations are weird, that doesn't mean that we shouldn't do them... why not?!
Yes!! Let's give up our jobs and force Gus into scandalizing pensioners from Arkansas!!!!
From what I know of Gus...He would probably love a scandal.
I just LOVE gus' toothless grin...:-) *wink*