Pass me the weed-killer would you?
I appear to have a cactus growing in my throat
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by Suw on December 22, 2003
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I feel like I had some last night myself, weed-killer that is. Hang-over time!
Why do some bosses offer to pay all your drinks?
because they want to laugh at your in pain the next day. 😉
Oh Suw, I read that as killer weed! *Giggles* Have yourself a nice hot mug of honey and lemon, aww…
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Loolie! Hallo!
Ha ha ha… If i had some killer weed, I'd probably feel a lot better. i got bugger all sleep last night as I woke up about every half hour with my throat killing me. but it does feel better now, so that's a bonus. I have a croaky voice though. V. sexy, but no one to pull with it. Boo hiss.
I have a croaky voice though. V. sexy, but no one to pull with it
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Sorry to hear you are poorly, me dear. Snuggle up under the covers and let something hot and soothing slip down your throat.
Let me fluff your pillows and I'll get you some soup.
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Aw thanks Steve. You're a sweetie.
(And you did *so* well to resist all the opportunities for innuendo there. I'm very proud of you. 😉 )
I can be restrained every once in a while. It's not easy when talking to such a hottie like you. But I must control my oh-so-human urges.
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I can be restrained too, but it usually takes three or four very strong men, a strait-jacket and a hypodermic of hippo trancs.
Sounds like a good night out. I like girls who put up a bit of a struggle…
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And you were doing so well…
*sighs*
Leopards… spots… need I say more?
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