Looking for that frisson again

Well'n EA, tiz nice not only to see ya' back agin, but ta' hopefully read some more o' yer "quin-tes-sen-tial" barbs o' Limey subltely.....(Thanks agin' Ms IN fer the dang dictionary)...INS has been takin' Disco Denny's datin' advice an' seems it might be payin' off a bit....but our warmest welcome a' the moment here in the Waller must go to Ms Katze.....Guten Morgen...fair maiden...(see we's kinda gettin' some education round here, thanks ta' y'all over there.)
 
Good evening one and all,

Well, the trip was all it promised to be, and then more on top. I confess I feel more than a little tired at present so I shall keep this posting short and sweet, I simply wanted to say Hello and let you know it's good to be back. I feel much refreshed and revitalised after my time away.

I am a little concerned on reflection about how insular we may have become on this thread. I would guess it's very hard for new people to come in at any stage and I find that makes me uncomfortable. Does anyone else feel the same?

On a separate note, I was discussing accents with INS as I drove home from work, and we have come to the conclusion that it is our English accents that bring you all to this thread. It's nice to know we still have something attractive to offer. INS feels I have more of the Angle in my voice, whereas I thought it would be his accent that encapsulated our Britishness. Either way, it gave me the chance to say "quintessentially" in conversation, which I think is a quintessentially English thing to do, don't you?

Have fun

I feel that EA may have a point. Insular is fine when it comes to US foreign policy but not here. Everybody should think of how we could entice new folk into our web of intelligent, friendly... smut ;)
 
The tone

I feel that EA may have a point. Insular is fine when it comes to US foreign policy but not here. Everybody should think of how we could entice new folk into our web of intelligent, friendly... smut ;)

Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?
 
Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?

Let's discuss the weather! :D
 
Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?
you can find entertainment throughout all these fine pages, but the latest exemplify my most extraordinary work. :D to be exact, if you scroll back two pages, you will find me at my finest and smuttiest....and i've got a certain English accomplice with a thing for military vehicles. ;)
i'll take that stern talking to, and the cane if you've got one.
(if you don't, no worries.....you can borrow mine :D)

in my defense, i helped perpetuate the fineries of aesthetic culture through art.....just sayin'
 
Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?


Okay you sexy Brit...I am insulted that you are assuming that we did not invite new people into this debauchery...we did. I think it is a little to tame for many. Perhaps we should smut it up even more. But WE are the elite of the lit. people and you should love us for our adoration that we all have for you. *Kissing his feet*...damn they taste a little like elephant dung.
 
Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?
Mahout, mahout, t'aint that like a movin' deer stand?
 
Why is it that as soon as my back is turned the smut comes out? It's not so much lowering the tone as changing the timbre, colouring in the background and inking out the subtlety, isn't it? Sometimes you have the grace of a divebombing elephant.

Talking of which, I'm uploading pics of my mahout type adventures in Thailand tonight, so hopefully tomorrow there will be gazillions of pixels artfully arranged in such a way that my trip to the River Kwai is accurately represented on Facebook or somewhere similar.

Now, should I go back and read the past ten or twelve pages to see what I missed, and who will need a stern talking to?
Oh, and one more thang, can did yer whistle the dang theme ta' the movie, or act out Alec Guinness's madness scene a' the end?
 
you can find entertainment throughout all these fine pages, but the latest exemplify my most extraordinary work. :D to be exact, if you scroll back two pages, you will find me at my finest and smuttiest....and i've got a certain English accomplice with a thing for military vehicles. ;)
i'll take that stern talking to, and the cane if you've got one.
(if you don't, no worries.....you can borrow mine :D)

in my defense, i helped perpetuate the fineries of aesthetic culture through art.....just sayin'

If I didn't know better, I would say that sounds like an american attempting irony...;)

Watch out EA! She is using her feminine wiles to draw you into her dark world. Speaking as a "victim" myself, I can only warn you of the danger of SMUT! :eek:
 
Okay you sexy Brit...I am insulted that you are assuming that we did not invite new people into this debauchery...we did. I think it is a little to tame for many. Perhaps we should smut it up even more. But WE are the elite of the lit. people and you should love us for our adoration that we all have for you. *Kissing his feet*...damn they taste a little like elephant dung.
Ahh yes, IN made a special effort, calling out pirates and even telling everyone to welcome an english lady. ( Or was it just me then ?) . But alas I scared her away with my poetry. So EA, the lady is entirely my fault, and as I know how much you wanted a real lady on this thread, I should probably apologize....;)

Should it be smuttier ? Really IN, behave !
 
If I didn't know better, I would say that sounds like an american attempting irony...;)

Watch out EA! She is using her feminine wiles to draw you into her dark world. Speaking as a "victim" myself, I can only warn you of the danger of SMUT! :eek:

We are very Ironic..wait, that came out wrong.
 
Ahh yes, IN made a special effort, calling out pirates and even telling everyone to welcome an english lady. ( Or was it just me then ?) . But alas I scared her away with my poetry. So EA, the lady is entirely my fault, and as I know how much you wanted a real lady on this thread, I should probably apologize....;)

Should it be smuttier ? Really IN, behave !

You did not scare her away with your poetry. It was stunning, really stunning.
 
Ahh yes, IN made a special effort, calling out pirates and even telling everyone to welcome an english lady. ( Or was it just me then ?) . But alas I scared her away with my poetry. So EA, the lady is entirely my fault, and as I know how much you wanted a real lady on this thread, I should probably apologize....;)

Should it be smuttier ? Really IN, behave !

I'm actually in a non-smutty mood. Can you believe that!! It could be because I'm sick, or it could be because I lost my mind. You decide.
 
I'm actually in a non-smutty mood. Can you believe that!! It could be because I'm sick, or it could be because I lost my mind. You decide.

Well we know you lost your mind ages ago, so must be sickness. off to work.. Lysol and kisses.
 
Well we know you lost your mind ages ago, so must be sickness. off to work.. Lysol and kisses.
Ah, but Ms IN, a mind lost is but a friend found in Ms Wings case, oh and who might have once again adjusted the formula in the still?
 
Good grief, Charley Brown, I'm gone 5 minutes and when I get back the thread is littered with the detritus of your fruitiness. Talk about gone to seed....

Was it really so difficult to maintain your dignity? I'm disappointed in you, particularly in INS whom I thought had managed to walk erect and stop knuckle dragging some weeks ago. Of course InRhapsody was always going to tempt you all toward the dark side, and Jon would go traipsing after her as gaily as a Billy Goat Gruff toward the elysian fields, but I thought Jekyll might stay in the light for at least a few minutes...

(walks off, head bowed and muttering)
 
Good grief, Charley Brown, I'm gone 5 minutes and when I get back the thread is littered with the detritus of your fruitiness. Talk about gone to seed....

Was it really so difficult to maintain your dignity? I'm disappointed in you, particularly in INS whom I thought had managed to walk erect and stop knuckle dragging some weeks ago. Of course InRhapsody was always going to tempt you all toward the dark side, and Jon would go traipsing after her as gaily as a Billy Goat Gruff toward the elysian fields, but I thought Jekyll might stay in the light for at least a few minutes...

(walks off, head bowed and muttering)

Heh, he said erect.
 
Pulp fiction?

Heh, he said erect.

Oh dear Lord! Look, it was you and your countrymen who decided to have a precedential erection yesterday, and I've been led to believe it's a moment of great hysterical significance. I know lots of you were up all night, and the state of congress changed as your union was recoupled after a long, hot and sweaty contest.

There! Is that enough double entendre for you? Perverts
 
Oh dear Lord! Look, it was you and your countrymen who decided to have a precedential erection yesterday, and I've been led to believe it's a moment of great hysterical significance. I know lots of you were up all night, and the state of congress changed as your union was recoupled after a long, hot and sweaty contest.

There! Is that enough double entendre for you? Perverts

HEY, I resemble that remark!
 
Ahh yes, IN made a special effort, calling out pirates and even telling everyone to welcome an english lady. ( Or was it just me then ?) . But alas I scared her away with my poetry. So EA, the lady is entirely my fault, and as I know how much you wanted a real lady on this thread, I should probably apologize....;)

Should it be smuttier ? Really IN, behave !

Do you know, I have only just visited your apartment? I do apologise, it's very lax of me. What a marvellous, minimalistic but elegant place you have there. I've never tried the roleplaying stuff before, but I can see the attraction.

On a different note, your poetry was good, and that old "lure them with a limerick" routine obviously works well for you. Strangely, I've never had much success with such methods of wooing the ladies. Perhaps your anecdotes are more pithy, your punchlines more direct and your twists more convoluted than my own.

I notice you don't ACTUALLY apologise though...
 
Okay you sexy Brit...I am insulted that you are assuming that we did not invite new people into this debauchery...we did. I think it is a little to tame for many. Perhaps we should smut it up even more. But WE are the elite of the lit. people and you should love us for our adoration that we all have for you. *Kissing his feet*...damn they taste a little like elephant dung.

Ah, InRhapsody, how you tease. Sexy Brit I am not, nor shall ever be, and I love that you invite people into tame debauchery. Tomorrow we should try skinless sunbathing or quiet pillaging. I would say oxymoron but I don't know how to spell it.

You're right, you are the elite of Lit. You probably gather in a tall building somewhere each morning to discuss how to run the world. Very Orwellian. Perhaps you would be MiniLit? Maybe MiniPorn? Those who look up to you (because it is a very tall tower after all) must have a comfortable name to call you.

Why do we do that? Why do we shorten names so often? "Lit" is a prime example? Was it too much to say Literotica? Do we not have that extra half-second to spare? What do we do with all those nanoseconds we save? Waste them on "Lit" probably. Waste them on "Literotica" even.

I love you all, and adore you all of course, but I must confess the truth. My own feet were lost in a horrible misunderstanding during a game of "Minesweeper." If only Bill Gates had said "Rule 1, this game should only be played on a computer, and does not in any way require a flight to Angola" I'd be fine. Since then I have been using elephant dung as a low-cost prosthetic because it is readily available, it doesn't matter if my feet smell, and I can fertilise the roses here at EA towers with the cast offs every time I make myself a new pair of sneaker fillers. Sorry
 
Unsung Dung

Okay you sexy Brit...I am insulted that you are assuming that we did not invite new people into this debauchery...we did. I think it is a little to tame for many. Perhaps we should smut it up even more. But WE are the elite of the lit. people and you should love us for our adoration that we all have for you. *Kissing his feet*...damn they taste a little like elephant dung.

Ah, InRhapsody, how you tease. Sexy Brit I am not, nor shall ever be, and I love that you invite people into tame debauchery. Tomorrow we should try skinless sunbathing or quiet pillaging. I would say oxymoron but I don't know how to spell it.

You're right, you are the elite of Lit. You probably gather in a tall building somewhere each morning to discuss how to run the world. Very Orwellian. Perhaps you would be MiniLit? Maybe MiniPorn? Those who look up to you (because it is a very tall tower after all) must have a comfortable name to call you.

Why do we do that? Why do we shorten names so often? "Lit" is a prime example. Was it too much to say Literotica? Do we not have that extra half-second to spare? What do we do with all those nanoseconds we save? Waste them on "Lit" probably. Waste them on "Literotica" even.


I love you all, and adore you all of course, but I must confess the truth. My own feet were lost in a horrible misunderstanding during a game of "Minesweeper." If only Bill Gates had said "Rule 1, this game should only be played on a computer, and does not in any way require a flight to Angola" I'd be fine. Since then I have been using elephant dung as a low-cost prosthetic because it is readily available, it doesn't matter if my feet smell, and I can fertilise the roses here at EA towers with the cast offs every time I make myself a new pair of sneaker fillers. Sorry
 
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Do you know, I have only just visited your apartment? I do apologise, it's very lax of me. What a marvellous, minimalistic but elegant place you have there. I've never tried the roleplaying stuff before, but I can see the attraction.

On a different note, your poetry was good, and that old "lure them with a limerick" routine obviously works well for you. Strangely, I've never had much success with such methods of wooing the ladies. Perhaps your anecdotes are more pithy, your punchlines more direct and your twists more convoluted than my own.

I notice you don't ACTUALLY apologise though...
You noticed that ?
Dang ! I hoped you wouldn't. You aren't allowed Henry's av if you start noticing the stuff around you..Just saying.
 
Good grief, Charley Brown, I'm gone 5 minutes and when I get back the thread is littered with the detritus of your fruitiness. Talk about gone to seed....

Was it really so difficult to maintain your dignity? I'm disappointed in you, particularly in INS whom I thought had managed to walk erect and stop knuckle dragging some weeks ago. Of course InRhapsody was always going to tempt you all toward the dark side, and Jon would go traipsing after her as gaily as a Billy Goat Gruff toward the elysian fields, but I thought Jekyll might stay in the light for at least a few minutes...

(walks off, head bowed and muttering)
Ahh, Angola and prosthetic lower limbs from Elephant droppings, pray tell dear sir, did you indeed serve in Her Magesty's armed forces with INS, and if so, did I also hear your voice in a lamenting dirge during the 1987 reforger? Or perhchance the two of you prepared that marvelous sand quarry near Belsen Bergen where we billeted for three days accompanied by the billion bats that fashioned their home in our midst. Should you have been little more than a neo-REMF as was your compatriot, an Infantryman salutes you. (Oh, and if you should know a particular Corporal in the Seaforth Highlanders, who foolishly stowed his dress kilt with his combat gear, have him contact me, and I will arrange it's return should he ever visit Indiana.

Futhermore, living with the rich dark textures that compose the quagmire of my life leaves little desire to see the brightness...indeed with my head proudly submerged I find its lush smutty indulgences more than comforting.
 
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