Myst

[Harbinger]

It's winging it's way to you even now.

I'm crashing. later.

 

[bluntforcemama]

If you weren't already attached, I'd ask you to marry ME. You're an amazing man, and I can't thank you enough, though I know I'll try for the rest of my life.

 

[Harbinger]

You KNOW I'm too old for you.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Heh... that's a crock. I love older men. I even have gray hair. Besides, I'll be a year closer in a couple of weeks.

 

[Harbinger]

Happy birthday, Myst!

I crack myself up! Hey, I have a gray hair, too. I don't mind that it's gray, but it sticks out all sproingy. What's up with that?

 

[bluntforcemama]

With you, everyday is a birthday.

hehe... I don't know, but it drives me nuts, too. It's so unruly! I really don't want to dye my hair, either. Now give me two more weeks to be twenty-two. Before I know it, I'm going to have to use eyelid-firming gel.

 

[Harbinger]

I find grey hair in a young woman very appealing, as do all men of true quality, so don't worry. I have to go, more work. And try to contain yourself until tomorrow, if you can. If not, there's always Depends!

 

[bluntforcemama]

Now that you mention it, I do have to pee. Be good, and thank you.