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(Makes an evil grin ....)
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aww
and here I thought you would post something about those dreams of yours...
Which btw ARE NOT MY FAULT!
they are too your fault
I never had dreams about sex with boys until you came along ...
now, take back your girly germs!
what??
I don't have any girlie germs except what you sent me!
How you expect me to take back germs that are yours to begin with is beyond me.
you're the girly girl, not me!
I was happy as a tomboy lesbian until you infected me.
oh...
is your boyfriend tom there again?
Cause as your coworkers have said..
"I can't even imagine you as a tomboy!"
Ie... Your the girly girl.
It's clear where this is
It's clear where this is going.
"Ladies! Ladies!" the Laureate cried, but by this time the cardplayers, including the two disputants, were possessed with mirth, and paid him no heed.
"Coxswain!"
"Trottiere!"
"Conycatcher!"
"Gourgandine!"
"Tart!"
"Coquatrice!"
"Fluter!"
"Coignee!"
"Cockeye!"
"Pelerine!"
"Crane!"
"Drollesse!"
"Trotter!"
"Pellice!"
"Fleecer!"
"Toupie!"
"Fatback!"
"Saffrette!"
"Nightbag!"
"Reveleuse!"
From 'The Sot Weed Factor' by John Barth. Continues for another three and a half pages.
Thanks Nikki, but it is time
Thanks Nikki, but it is time for the old guy to ground his rowdy children... I still don't know where I went wrong