Fancy

Why thank you so much I think I do... umm... lettuce, tomato, onion, pickles, a slice of Pepper Jack cheese and a spicy hot mustard. that'll do it!

lick

tequila shot

punishment

'Tis close... but not the same song. Same band... different title.

cold shower

How's about this one... Shoulda seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom, When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom. They said: "Well, pardon us son, she ain't no kid." "That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig." I said: "I know it dad, ain't she cool, that's the kind I dig."

Many thanks, Ciaran! Yer a dear... :: takes the seat next to Ciaran :: Ah, tis delicious indeed! Bless you, my dear William... :)

So sorry hon... seen Shaun of the Dead recently, Mission? I answered a few from your list, ... didn't cha notice? btw, Jumanji is a very good kid movie. (but I like it too)

Confederate Railroad- "Bill's (honey tonk pickin', line dance kickin', razorback stickin', barbeque chicken) Laundromat Bar and Grill."

Ok, right off hand I see Jurassic Park and Buckaroo Bonzai...

french kissing

no guess at all... but I know it now... I cheated. (pyrate)

sex.

I rarely unravel. Thank ye for yer kind words... Glad ye like the assembledge... Jack did a fine job indeed.

Ciaran, I bet your gonna need some help consumin' that Guinness and bloomin' onion... I humbly volunteer my services

I'm feeling good... laid out in the sunshine for a while today...the warmth felt sooooo good... I nearly fell asleep... :) got cat hair all over me because my sweet, loving, long-hair, loves-to-sit-in-your-lap kitty is shedding like a sonofagun!

wet, but the weather's good?? did ye spill yer drink on yerself there? Ah... don't worry.... be happy...

the hum of my air conditioner, a ceiling fan, my computer... and Garth Brooks. :)

Of course there's rum left... :: I pull out a bottle from a crate near the rear of the cave and hand it to Mad Jack. :: Ah... look love, they've built a bon fire on the beach... let's go sit with friends and let's bring a couple more bottles of rum. :: we grab two more bottles and head back out to the fire... :: Captain Morgan, Charity, wonderful idea, mates! And looky what we brought! :: hands Capt. Morgan a bottle of cool dark rum, then Jack spreads a blanket near the fire and he and I sit together, sharing our rum... and stealing a kiss now and again and again...::

no worries, Charity... I often find myself thinking wickedly too... sweet things.

I'm walkin' on Sunshine!!! It's warm and bright where I am too.

Actually what he needs is me... snuggled up next to him beneath a soft blanket... clothing optional.

wanna spend it with you.

she needs RUM! stat!