Dear [random ____ I saw today], I love you.

Dear woman in the parking lot of my friends apt building.
You stopped my husband while he was walking our daughter around waiting for me to finish taking care of my friends cats. I heard you squeal in delight when Bean hugged your leg. You sat on the dirt with my daughter to show her your weiner dog. You talked to my child as if she were your own. You took so much delight in seeing a child and father randomly walking, I stayed up high on the porch to watch you. You seemed so happy and so content playing with a random child , you filled me with happiness and I was 100 feet away.
I hope your personal life is as happy and satisfying as you make it seem. I love you.

You love it when women hit on your husband?

Cynic.

Polish :wink:

actually.. yeah.. I get a little snobbish and proud,, tee hee hee

but , err, this woman was probally in her later 80's :wink:

You have seen Kicky's thread, right?

A tight-rope walker and a man getting a blowjob by an 80-year-old are both having the same thought...

































Don't look down.

Dear Professor who is more than twice my age, and who is gray all over, a little pudgy, and who has bad teeth, you are incredibly intelligent. Your words are so flowing, and that is SEXY...I love you.

Well that explains that, then



(I once had an affair with a Polish woman ... they're fierce.)

Dear beautiful bartender with the blonde hair and the interesting possibly European accent from where ever you said you were from (I was drunk when I asked, I apologize profusely for not remembering now) who I secretly fell in love with during and after watching the Yankees game tonight and you giving me not one, but TWO buy-backs, even though that guy Joe, who was a regular, said you never give buy-backs...I hope to god you didn't see me making out with that skanky girl before I left, cuz I really wanted you way more than her, and I hope that one day I'll go back to your bar and have the balls to ask you out...anyway, I love you, mostly for your sweeter than sweet smile....

Bloody hell.....there's an American around! At this time of the night/day (4am NY time?) the Aussies and Euro's normally have the place to themselves.


Best behaviour, everyone..........

Morning/evening everyone that is up this early/late. Well Lordie, it seems Mr Kicky is a bar man, so he would be up this early. I'm up because I'm going to post a couple of poems before I start my busy day.

Well, luvvaduck!.....Another one!

If I'd have known that YOU were around AE, I would have put some clothes on.

Oh, let me see, let me see.*giggles*

Oh, very well then.....if you insist. I'd better put some underpants on though, as I don't want the censors cutting my bits off.


<rustle rustle....snap>


OK.....set the old camera on automatic timer....check. Press button.....check.


I'll just stand over there, if you don't mind....and strike a natural pose...






....right. Come on then, I haven't got all day.......bloody camera.....






<FLASH>



Righty ho....here we are then.....









Well?

Ahhhhhh *she faints*

but lordy, that's surely a mistake. the picture of...ummm, the core of your maleness...on that other thread was more....err...pronounced. Have you been involved in an accident? Did the censors get you? i pray to Lord (or whoever comes first) that you posted a wrong picture here. Don't make me worry so much!

BLOODY HELL! What have I done now?.....Can't work out how to use this bloody contraption.


<AHEM> The previous photo purporting to be myself, is in actual fact, Emilio, my casual spanish farm worker, who has been disinfecting my plums for the past week. I would like to apologize to Emilio and his family, for anY inconvenience caused.

Right.....I have now consulted the instruction manual and apparently I fed the wotsit into the doo dah in the wrong fashion.


Here we go.............




Hope it works this time.





Get ready girls.........





ME!......

Double Ahhh, Ahhh *faints*

Mumbles in her fainted state *I like the first one better*

You should see me after a punishing 25 yard jog!

Then you'd change your mind, methinks.