MALEVOLENT PREDICTABLE ORDER OF ILKS

i don't wear no hats, an' i ain'ta gonna wear no ears . . . my nose is sufficiently large an' prominent not to need no emphasis, neither . . .

I think I would like to be an Ilker in flowing drapery--provided, of course, that I pass the requirements for being Of That Ilk.

If I'm rejected, my drapery will still flow.

That's dyslexics of the world, she said lydry.......








I don't HAVE an ilk any more - I broke up with me fella - I am ilkless!

What if I never have ilk again?

I'm genuinely sorry to hear that, Our Dear Wabbit . . . i hope that it was not acrimonious, and that you will hold up well.

I also hope you know that you can always come to us to be demeaned and belittled.

I be fine, thankee.

Not acrimonious at all.

'Twas cos I was not as besotted, and fella figured I wasna gonna change after giving it two years.

I think it quite fair and reasonable.

For me 'twas always more like a friendship with fringe benefits.

I WANTED to fall in love, he is such a lovely man - but I just didn't.



Mebbe we can still be ilks, d'ye think?






Sigh - it so good to know that there are so many places I can go to be demeaned and belittled, though.


What would I do without you all?

I'd be mean and big, that's what!

You would be a Hare.

Oh no! No a hare! We love our widdle wabbit. Sorry your fella wanted more than you wanted to give, Deb. "Twas a good two years though, wasn't it?

Be of good ilk. We all love you anyway, in our goofy, ilkish way.

Set, he of the magnificent nose, you need not wear anything but your birthday suit if you so choose. Might make the meetings much more interesting.

Dorothy Parker:

In youth it was a way I had
To do my best to please.
And change with every passing lad
To suit his theories.

But now I know the things I know
And do the things I do.
And if you do not like me so,
To hell my love with you.

Hold your dominion.

My Sweetiepie is always insistin' that i put some pants on before i go out back to have a smoke . . . sheehs, whaddaya gonna do ? ! ? ! ?

Sometimes, in winter, when she is still abed, and the doggies are out sniffing the snow and peeing, i'll step out for a smoke in the buff, because it's still dark out, and i know that even the Canajuns don't go out in the cold without good reason . . . but don't tell, OK?

BBB
I think we ilks should have a secret tatoo that can only be seen under intimate circumstances.

Mine might be a bumble bee under my right breast.

BBB

That is the very ilk uniform - nekkid!

Sorry to hear about the fella, deb. Now your ilk will be free to sleep around. :wink:

Yes - that appears to have entered the mind of some other people I know.......



At least I know I can have sex again if I want...phew.




I won't join your ilk if I have to be naked!!!