No, tio. YOU always have room for more, and I have the pics to prove it.
[ snigger, snigger ]
Now then, my friend; where have you hidden my camera this time ?
And Michael was wrong. She turned out to be a really strict Socialist Dragon with a little red book in one claw and a Socialist Committee approved shovel in the other.
He was very unimpressed.
Poor Dragon! I'll bet he was expecting a traditional Chinese Dragon, all bight gold and brilliant red, and then to get a socialist one in olive drab and russet...
for the 'teasing girl.')
(She had a medical appointment this morning; I expect she may be taking it easy today. A
to HP as well.Yes - I am taking it easy today, Tio.
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That's my line.
Chin up, Maj. I promise you it'll be OK .
Join in, good Gray, the more the merrier.
Maj has not been too well and has lately suffered a bereavement, so we are trying to look after her.
We try to be friendly that way, you know ?
Now if you'd like to move aside the covers slightly . . .
Life goes on, Ed.
I'm still yong and my ass is even younger.
There's plenty of room in my bed tonight.
Well, then, Maj, just slide that young ass of yours over a bit and I'll slip under the covers with you...and don't mind that thing poking you - it's just happy to see you.
Well, then, Maj, just slide that young ass of yours over a bit and I'll slip under the covers with you...and don't mind that thing poking you - it's just happy to see you.
/
You know what?
I think I'll call your thing "Poking Dick".
(And such a happy one):
(My ass is extremely happy to...uh...feel him too.)
Good morning, Tio.
It might, perhaps, not be wise to enquire about the ingredients, though. . .
Have you tasted Once-ler's...uh...pancakes yet, HP?
(This is taking me forever to write - sometimes my computer skips a letter.)
Well, just leave them out, and let us try to figure out what you were trying to say...
