It's Saturday night and...

[estragon]

I wrote, obtained licensing for, and published "A New Birth of Freedom Ch 2" this past week. Now it's time to cook dinner (lobster ravioli and a field-greens salad), and balance the checkbook. Up early tomorrow, I'm on the acolyte roster for Church. And looking forward to a trip to Virginia next week, even though it's only for continuing ed for my IRS qualification.

 

[stephen55]

I plan a fairly normal Saturday night. I'll go to the local club and let the young ladies ply me with single malt. I'll do a bit of dirty dancing, pick the best three young ones and retire to a suite at The Four Seasons. After filling the Jacuzzi with scented, bubbly water, I'll open a few chilled bottles of '96 Dom (no sense in wasting the good stuff on a trio of tarts) and they'll drink Champagne cocktails.

Then it'll be an hour or two of a game of "Who Can Moan the Loudest", followed by a break for caviar and oysters, washed down by ice cold Beluga Vodka.

Back into the Jacuzzi to get warmed up and then more fun and games, after which I will wake up.

 

[mynameisben]

I'm about to do homework. How sad is that? I need a life.

We do, doodley do, doodley do, doodely do,
What we must, muddily must, muddily must, muddily must;
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do, muddily do,
Until we bust, bodily bust, bodily bust, bodily bust.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Uh-huh . . . I'm gonna go read a book. All this day-dreaming is depressing.



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[Dragonlipz]

A good batch of neck-bones can:

provide the sustenance and providence that an active imagination ignites.....