laura?? laura kennedy? laura is that you?? it's been so long since we had blogchat, i never thought i'd hear from you again...i've got so much to tell you, i don't quite know where to start. tell you what though, last time we were chatting round these parts it was all bras and boob gags, now we have poetry!! poetry laura, the sweetest, tenderest, deepest poetry from the souls of angels and with a couplet like:
Doggy style sundays and meaningless flings These are a few of my favourite things
...then we are truely blessed. i think that this is a staggering piece of work, and if it's true that poetry is the only true way to articulate the universal then surely we have evidence in these bold and beautiful lines. haven't we all walked our dogs on the beach with the care-free wind on our face and breathing through eternity? and have we ever heard that articualted more concisely and precisely than in the profound simplicity of "doggy-style sundays"...oh sweetness! how my eyes are moist with the TRUTH!
something is rotten in denmark! it seems i have been the victim of a sinister poetic prank and that i have not 'discovered' a new literary talent...but a charlatan, a scoundrel, a bounder and a cheat. oh sir, let the heavens open and may God's justice rain on you like so many christian spheres.
Laura, i thank you from the bottom of my large and loving heart for setting me straight on this. 'doggy style' indeed - you sir are a pervert, i'll give you 'doggy style' indeed!
Shagging and dragging the dead bodies away mind out for the neighbors, oh what would they say put then in bin bags all tied up with string these are a few of my favourite things
Slicing and dicing clawing and sawing look out for the filth and be on your way snapping and breaking and stealing the rings These are a few of my favorite things.
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ng, it's a song.
And a darn good song at that.
i think it's rude - but i like it!
laura?? laura kennedy? laura is that you?? it's been so long since we had blogchat, i never thought i'd hear from you again...i've got so much to tell you, i don't quite know where to start. tell you what though, last time we were chatting round these parts it was all bras and boob gags, now we have poetry!! poetry laura, the sweetest, tenderest, deepest poetry from the souls of angels and with a couplet like:
Doggy style sundays and meaningless flings
These are a few of my favourite things
...then we are truely blessed. i think that this is a staggering piece of work, and if it's true that poetry is the only true way to articulate the universal then surely we have evidence in these bold and beautiful lines. haven't we all walked our dogs on the beach with the care-free wind on our face and breathing through eternity? and have we ever heard that articualted more concisely and precisely than in the profound simplicity of "doggy-style sundays"...oh sweetness! how my eyes are moist with the TRUTH!
Marcus, you're thinking of "doogy style sundays" and it's only your EYES that are moist with the truth????
Ha ha ha ha ha ha - I meant DOGGY style sundays, though I bet DOOGY style Sundays are fabulous fun!
something is rotten in denmark! it seems i have been the victim of a sinister poetic prank and that i have not 'discovered' a new literary talent...but a charlatan, a scoundrel, a bounder and a cheat. oh sir, let the heavens open and may God's justice rain on you like so many christian spheres.
Laura, i thank you from the bottom of my large and loving heart for setting me straight on this. 'doggy style' indeed - you sir are a pervert, i'll give you 'doggy style' indeed!
Post coitial spasms
Borne from great orgasms
lying back smoking on your Super kings
These are few of my favourite things
Sleazy and teasy
As easy as peasy
A family bucket of hot chicken wings
These are a few of my favourite things
Shagging and dragging the dead bodies away
mind out for the neighbors, oh what would they say
put then in bin bags all tied up with string
these are a few of my favourite things
Slicing and dicing clawing and sawing
look out for the filth and be on your way
snapping and breaking and stealing the rings
These are a few of my favorite things.
Rufus
Post coitial spasms
Borne from great orgasms
lying back smoking on your Super kings
These are few of my favourite things
Sleazy and teasy
As easy as peasy
A family bucket of hot chicken wings
These are a few of my favourite things
I've had these lyrics stuck in my head all day.
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