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Leave quietly!

Coffee Table: To 'feet' or not to 'feet?'

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Swallowed my gum a while back. Lol! I am fine, but feel like a toddler!

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Hewwo Wascally Wabbit!

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Lol! Not bitter. I am afraid I have never loved another in a manner to justify using those words to portray my emotions. Mine was a shallow love at best compared to these words. Nevertheless, I still feel the agony in each word.

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That you would be free of whatever it is that is stuck in your chest and become as healthy as you ever were.

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Boo, perhaps it may please you that I never did once offer to hug you. Lol. Now besides the nausea, how is everything else in your neck of the woods?

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Serio ji, I have but one request. I have a small scar just next to my left ear, courtesy of a ring. Usually its not visible but what with these glaring kino-flows and ARRI's and HD Cameras all in my face, perhaps it will. Since you've drafted me into the movie, I would like to be all vain and stuff Lol! If you can make me look good, I think you've done enough to deserve heaven. I warn you though…I was told a long time ago that I was the 'worst shepherd in the Nativity play.' I have no idea why since I didn't say a damn thing.

Alie, since when have you become assistant director? Huh?

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Absolutely.

Same question please.

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Cheap-shot!

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Ditto!

Cologne/Perfume: On skin or on fabric?

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Unforgettable lines from W. H. Auden, the 'enfant terrible' of modern English Literature. The poem became popular after the opening stanza 'Stop the clocks…' was recited in the celebrated movie, 'Four Weddings and A Funeral.' Carrie! Fiona! Yum.

(S)'he was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.'

Each time I read these lines, it feels as if someone ripped my heart out and grated it as one would a chunk of cheese. Sigh!

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Hmm…the frontier pioneers up north could do with a bit of a bounce every once in a while though not on chilly days or you may put out an eye. The burden bearers down south do enjoy a bit of a wobble so commando it is, though not on windy days or they may be envious of their bearded cousin stealing the limelight.

But, an abandoned shore, abundant moonlight, and an inviting sea, would do just fine.

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Gimme! I gotta see if all this hoopla about me git'n one in the kisser is any good. As for the buffet, I dare ya to get ahead of me in the line at a buffet. Lol!

Would you serve first and eat later or eat as you serve?

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Show-off

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Thigh high stilletos…Julia Roberts! Perk! NOT.

Moccasins. Let's stay in shoes: 'St. Tropez' plain loafers from Tod's OR Hand-antiqued chestnut, calf-skin loafers from Fratelli Rossetti?

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Young wives!

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Conformist! So sad. Here is the question: All is fair in love and war…and a Wolfgang Puck buffet. Agree? Disagree?

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Hmm little…? Tell me, cherie, not gnawing on the chicken leg again now, are you? Oh, I forgot to tell you! Remember a few days ago you posted something that went like this: 'Talk dirty to me…Read the menu.' Well, I mentioned that in passing while having coffee with friends, and you were a hit!

Now that the comic relief has past, tell me, besides caution, what else have you thrown to the wind? I'm thinking of a lake…Lmao!

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“It sure does.” – Señor Senor Jalapeño

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You believe in 'ever after?' How about that? Lol! Here I was thinking you were utterly devoid of any sentiment whatsoever. Shame on me. No, no. Wait. Shame on you Lmao!

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