and I were a lady (which I am) would you love me anyway, would you be my baby??
You sir, are just about the whole package from as far as I can tell, and I feel as though you are not into me… which doesn’t make sense because we are basically meant to be. I mean it.
So please and thank you, start being into me, because you and I, me and you, should build a house together and have crazy, beautiful sex all night long and surf and play on the beach all day. —Loving Lonely Lady Neighboor
This article appears in Jul 1-7, 2010.
please don’t tell me this is a bible-thumping lady swooning over jebus…
tell me there’s a flesh-and-blood carpenter…please
i don’t think jebus surfed zZz…but apparently he walked on water. water skiing perhaps
why water ski when he could go water jogging?
I’d go water camping right out in the middle of a lake.
it’d be like a big waterbed.
This MUST be from the chick down the hall in 2-0……….!!!!!! But… I am not a carpenter. I hope you’ll still love me and have crazy, beautiful sex with me all night.
sounds good right about now…the shop she be right some jeezlus hot today
Yesterday at the supper hour was a good day for walrus sightings in the city of lakes. The new gulag has these honking big 10 bladed ceiling fans that look like they were salvaged from surplus Russian helicopters. They keep the place pretty comfortable but if the jesus nut ever gives way we’re going to lose about 10 people in one swell foop.
is that from beheading … or heat stroke…. or whichever can kill them first?
we have a few fans spinning, but the side porch is cool and good for guzzling cool beverages^^^
i prefer sticking my bull carcass in salt water but sometimes any old pond will do
These things are about 25 feet across; if one of them ever breaks loose it’s going to resemble Butter’s tap dance recital.
and if he doesn’t want to, get hold of me, i’ll warp your boards for you.