Merrydeath

darlin.. today I feel so bad, that if you were naked as the day you were born, spread eagle in front of me wit nothing but a smile on.. I would have to pass... but I would give ya an ticket for later. woohoooo!

indeed ,,, well wishes from me too. I hope all went well..

waiting with camera and a smile....

fatties

I have a vision of ARTHUR of TROY.. gold shields on his broad chest, legs apart to stand tall.. and there he smiles helmet in hand.

oy.. I'll go for a hot soak and massage, and a plate of apple struedel. No spaetzal tho.. don't like it. My cold is still alive and making my head ache, but the worst is my back. Its so stiff that it took me 20 min to get my sox on.. just the sox. I hate feeling old.. (go ahead Ciearran.. touch it!)

so are you phising for cherries?

I like dill pickles too, in my eggs and sandwiches and just by themselves. I also have a friend who can suck the innerds out of a pickle with no hands. She's very popular. :) I like to put PB on a slice of bread and then wrap it around the nanner.. makes it very easy to carry and eat. and freaks the heck out of mundanes people. good for you, Arthur and Matt!!

hemp

mighty python of love???? and here I thought it were Hugh Lance.. Mine is Cherry PIe. I guess I could be called sweet and tart, but alas my cherry has been gone for many a year. I still have the box it came in tho..

my hips don't lie

shoot him.. shoot him now!! I cain't get it out of my heiad....

all Greek to me

thank ya, luv... I had green tea and vitamin c.. and a pot of chicken soup.. (can't hurt!) what I really miss is my bowling night. My back is a bit stiff today and I'm missing my last night. I might go and see how they are doing.. since I have to pay for my sub. (talk about pirates!)

Trojan bunny

Iceman you say.. do ya also have the need for speed? welcome and thanks for the drink of fine rum! RAY-- a tankard of your best, with a shot of lime.

welcome lass.. and thanks for the drink!

welcome to the pub.. and the world famous pirate pub. RAY is our bartender, and yes I'll have one Pirate's Blush.. cranberry juice and rum. The vitamin c will do me well towards getting rid o me cold. welcome lass, and play nice with the men, and no breaking them.

I agree with stopping animal cruelty.. especially in other lands. If you have to kill something for food, then do it quickly and with mercy. IF you dont' need to kill it for food..then dont' kill it.. and I say this to all wenches who have foxtails too. I won't wear one, ever. I wear bells on a string instead of some free animal's tail.. BTW, I have a bad cold, and I finally can bend instead of yelling in pain from my back hurting. Tonight is my last bowling night and I have to miss it..... snurk.

I'm thinking of making a club up fer women.. called the Bobettes. We carry our own 'fun', have cats and dogs, and take out our own garbage. A side of that is a prequel to the RED HAT SOCIETY.. called Chicks in Leather. ( CHILL) We like rock and roll, fast cars, large margaritas, and sometimes, bad boys.

If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't people from Holland called Holes? ( a drink to anyone who is offended by that)

I like to tan without tan lines... anywhere. Except the bunny i wear on my hip

CAT scratch fever by Claude Balls.

just smiles and licks her spoon.. thinking about making them work with the chocolate.

A biker was riding along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, "Because you have TRIED to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish." The biker pulled over and said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want." The Lord said, "Your request is materialistic. Think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that would honor and glorify me." The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally he said, "Lord, I wish that I could understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing's wrong, and how I can make this wonderful woman truly happy." The Lord replied, "You want two lanes or four on that bridge?"