Poetry goes to Washington

My goodness. What would it cost to hire James Earl Jones to read one of my poems?

Too late. I have him booked to do a reading of my poetry. He'll be reading on my front porch. Afterwards we'll enjoy some iced tea and laugh at the silly girl on the poetry forum who wanted to hire him. :devil:
 
Too late. I have him booked to do a reading of my poetry. He'll be reading on my front porch. Afterwards we'll enjoy some iced tea and laugh at the silly girl on the poetry forum who wanted to hire him. :devil:

What a coincidence!

James Jones sitting on your porch...
Grace Jones sitting on my face...

James Jones enjoying tea...
Grace Jones enjoying me...

James being "booked" by Eve...
Eve being "fooked" by me and Grace...

Isn't that interesting!!! :devil:


(I bet Mr. "BiC" does!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!)
 
What a coincidence!

James Jones sitting on your porch...
Grace Jones sitting on my face...

James Jones enjoying tea...
Grace Jones enjoying me...

James being "booked" by Eve...
Eve being "fooked" by me and Grace...

Isn't that interesting!!! :devil:


(I bet Mr. "BiC" does!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!)

Your ability to turn any subject into a lesbos celebration is rather amazing. Lol. But Grace Jones always frightened me. She looks like she'd chew you up and spit you out. Now Ellen, she's a softer, kinder lesbian. I'd take her over Grace.
 
What a coincidence!

James Jones sitting on your porch...
Grace Jones sitting on my face...

James Jones enjoying tea...
Grace Jones enjoying me...

James being "booked" by Eve...
Eve being "fooked" by me and Grace...

Isn't that interesting!!! :devil:


(I bet Mr. "BiC" does!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!)

What the fook are you talking about?
 
Your ability to turn any subject into a lesbos celebration is rather amazing. Lol. But Grace Jones always frightened me. She looks like she'd chew you up and spit you out. Now Ellen, she's a softer, kinder lesbian. I'd take her over Grace.

Okay, I be girlfriends with Ellen. We'd go shopping and kiss... on the cheek.
 
Okay, I be girlfriends with Ellen. We'd go shopping and kiss... on the cheek.

A kiss on the cheek, but where were her hands??? The chick IS a dyke after all...

and when she gets fed up with the kisses and the gropes, Ellen is going to drag your ass into the bedroom where Portia de Rossi and I will be waiting... :devil:


(and Eve, why don't you invite Ange and Michelle Obama over to "shop" with us too!)
 
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A kiss on the cheek, but where were her hands??? The chick IS a dyke after all...

and when she gets fed up with the kisses and the gropes, Ellen is going to drag your ass into the bedroom where Portia de Rossi and I will be waiting... :devil:


(and Eve, why don't you invite Ange and Michelle Obama over to "shop" with us too!)

Yeah I'll just give Michelle a call. We talk every day. We exchange recipes.
 
A kiss on the cheek, but where were her hands??? The chick IS a dyke after all...

and when she gets fed up with the kisses and the gropes, Ellen is going to drag your ass into the bedroom where Portia de Rossi and I will be waiting... :devil:


(and Eve, why don't you invite Ange and Michelle Obama over to "shop" with us too!)
Shop, like for clothes, shoes, out in public, with lots of people around?
 
She can afford to buy you two pairs. Or three. I'd do her in a shoe store for a pair of Christian Louboutins.

Hey, everyone has a price. Ultimately.
I like the black ones, but I don't wear heels... except in bed.
 
If I wore those shoes anywhere but bed I'd kill myself. But they're so hawt.
 
If I wore those shoes anywhere but bed I'd kill myself. But they're so hawt.

Last time I wore heels, it was pretty much just the heels. I trampled my ex-Master's feet with them. He came all the way from CO to visit and I crippled him. :(

Of course he ripped the shoes off and flung them across the room. It gave me a cheap thrill. :devil:

I'm taller than Hugo. So he'll have to wear the Christian Louboutins.
 
Last time I wore heels, it was pretty much just the heels. I trampled my ex-Master's feet with them. He came all the way from CO to visit and I crippled him. :(

Of course he ripped the shoes off and flung them across the room. It gave me a cheap thrill. :devil:

I'm taller than Hugo. So he'll have to wear the Christian Louboutins.

Ok. As long as you promise to send me a photo. :D
 
She can afford to buy you two pairs. Or three. I'd do her in a shoe store for a pair of Christian Louboutins.

I missed this part before! I googled it and they sell them in a shoe store in Portland! *Hurriedly packs travel bags* :devil:
 
I missed this part before! I googled it and they sell them in a shoe store in Portland! *Hurriedly packs travel bags* :devil:

His shoes are awesomely sexy and tres dear. If I could just have the black pumps with the red soles, I'd be happy. Maybe when I win the lottery.
 
O-M-GAWD!!!!!

i just squirted :eek:

someone get the smelling salts....i feel faint.

LOL! You know I thought of you when I first posted this--I wondered whether you'd see it. I knew you'd be a fan if you weren't already, Mama. :D
 
LOL! You know I thought of you when I first posted this--I wondered whether you'd see it. I knew you'd be a fan if you weren't already, Mama. :D
you know me so well :D
i shamelessly drool over his shoes quite often. i have a ridiculous Pavlovian response to the sight of them. i spot them on tv and in movies all the time.
alas, that money tree i planted when i was 3, never sprouted. *sigh*

i know what i did wrong. i should've planted a shoe tree. :rolleyes:

oh, and because i wasn't around, Happy Belated Mother's Day to all you poetic mommies. :rose:
 
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