I love you.

can you really type that fast with one hand?

darn right - people usually saying slow down

word on the street is husker can switch hands and gain a stroke....he's good.

You guys crack me up...

I wish I could breathe tonight. I hate being sick. Damn those germies...

love, boyz, love

not friday night hook-ups

I love you ehbeth, in a platonic good friend way.

((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Special Hug)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

Ed, you're one heck of a find.
What did we do without you?

((((((((((((((( special friend hug back )))))))))))))))

For Dagmarka In an Attempt to Bring Her Into The Fold

That should entice her!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

theSquinney, some else I love !

love in the morning
love in the evening
love in the afternoon

as Cousin Martha would say "it's a good thing"

Anyone remember Donna Summer?

I love to love you baby... ahhhh...
When you're laying so close to me
There's no place I'd rather you be than with me, ee, uh!

I love to love you, baby... ahhhh...
Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin, in uh !

I love to love you baby... ahhhh...
Lay your head down real close to me
Soothe my mind and set me free, set me free, ee, uh !

Aaaaah...I love to love you baby...Aaaaah...I love to love you baby...Aaaaah...I love to love you baby...Aaaaah...I love to love you baby...Aaaaah...

Now those are some deep lyrics, eh? Deep, and throbbing lyrics even.

Hey sister! Go sister
soul sister
go sister

Hey sister! Go sister
soul sister
go sister.

He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She say
Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?
Getcha getcha ya ya da da
getcha getcha ya ya here
Mocha chocolata ya ya creole Lady Marmalade.
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
The boy drank all that magnolia wine
Upon her black satin sheet where he started to freak
Getcha getcha ya ya da da
getcha getcha ya ya here
. . .
Voulez-vous coucher lavec moi ce soir? . . .

Touchin' her skin feelin' silky smooth
colour of cafe au lait
Made the savage beast inside roar until it cried
More - more - more

Now he's back home doin' nine to five
livin' his grey flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep
old mem'ries creep
More - more - more
Getcha getcha ya ya da da
getcha getcha ya ya here
. . .
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir

Remember Donna Summer? Squinney and I channel Donna Summer.

Okay, okay, I'm a little worried now...I don't want this to turn into the "I love disco" thread...let's just stick with the general lovin' shall we?

Remember John Holmes?

Worrying is not a good thing on a love thread. <frowns>

Ed, give kix a hug, will ya.

it'll cost extra.

I LOVE channeling! That's the ultimate love, isn't it? Allowing some other spirit into your vessel?

That's L-O-V-E, Baby!

(Though I'd rather it be Patrick Swayze than Donna)

I once drank spirits out of Mrs. Throbbers vessel, champagne I believe it was.

Then I snorted some cocaine off her ass.

I sense I've gone too far and feel you all backing away.