Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
I would poke my eye out by receipt #5.Besides, I just ask the bartender. When he says "it's time for you to go home" then I know what time it is.
When it's time for you to go home, Angel eyes, can you remember how to get there?
Always, sweetheart, always.
All I can do is grin at that.
Heh that's good.I just use straws.I don't drink too much beer.
Straws or colorful little paper umbrellas, stevierayv?
Straws I have been known to have the drinks with the umbrellas though.How's that noggin good I hope.
Getting a grin out of you brightens my otherwise crappy day.
Stevie, no shame in some freaky umbrella drinks. Many a woman has lost every last inhibition she has after two or three umbrellas. :-)Angel, how about a big squishy hug to go with that grin?
Just what the Doctor ordered!
You want to put your head on my shoulder and tell me all about it? I'm a great listener, Angel eyes.
As you wish, Her favorite pastimes were riding her horse and tormenting the farm boy that worked there. His name was Westley, but she never called him that...
Of all the nuts in the bowl, you are my favorite.
Now you made me grin.
Can't be an Irish watch.The Irish haven't evolved beyond sand-clocks yet!
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I would poke my eye out by receipt #5.
Besides, I just ask the bartender. When he says "it's time for you to go home" then I know what time it is.
When it's time for you to go home, Angel eyes, can you remember how to get there?
Always, sweetheart, always.
All I can do is grin at that.
Heh that's good.I just use straws.I don't drink too much beer.
Straws or colorful little paper umbrellas, stevierayv?
Straws I have been known to have the drinks with the umbrellas though.How's that noggin good I hope.
Getting a grin out of you brightens my otherwise crappy day.
Stevie, no shame in some freaky umbrella drinks. Many a woman has lost every last inhibition she has after two or three umbrellas. :-)
Angel, how about a big squishy hug to go with that grin?
Just what the Doctor ordered!
You want to put your head on my shoulder and tell me all about it? I'm a great listener, Angel eyes.
As you wish,
Her favorite pastimes were riding her horse and tormenting the farm boy that worked there. His name was Westley, but she never called him that...
Of all the nuts in the bowl, you are my favorite.
Now you made me grin.
Can't be an Irish watch.
The Irish haven't evolved beyond sand-clocks yet!
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