Just got the worst idea ever. xD
I should put that Gif as my windows wallpaper. and only listen to music tomorrow on the train. *nods*
Hope there are no evil mothers who do not like artistic pictures like that.
Stuart always place himself last in this thread when I open it, so I can lie about him. He enjoys that very much.
I was thinking all the day and I finally found a memory that was fit for this thread.
I was visiting this guy for a week. We fooled around almost beeing like a couple. in heat from the first touch.
The only thing was, each time he was going to insert it, and I'm talking anywhere. No matter what I did, or he did., It wouldn't keep hard.
He was very emberrassed about it, couldn't explain it with anything but him beeing too nervous, since I was "So hot and sexy."
Apart from me beeing very sexualy frustrated, I had a great week.
No no no - Paulo Nutini
Can you come back next week?
Oh lord.. that picture is rather..
man.. I cant stop looking...
Ah, good must have been another bird then. Cause somehow they, who should not know, know exactly what I'm using thoose gnomes for apart from that.
It's not nice to clean us cats in the shower.. we do NOT like it.
*nods*
*gasp*
Is it even possible!
Hihi Roc, you are evil! Putting a "I don't care" instead of "I'm not sure." ;)
Oh dear...
*hugs* Come here hunny, let me soothe you!
Stuart thinks that crabs are very interesting. ;)
Last night, Stu had a dream.
The dream was about him beeing able to walk around on any surface he wanted.
He finally found himself on the ceiling with all the lush-ladies. Excited to the max, he relax and awaits the women to serve him.
Bad choice Stu, if you had kept on rubbing the static electricity you had built up that made you able to hang on the roof might have lasted through the dream.
You can visit Stu at the Lush hospital. Room 491.
Shush you!
Oh I know... "Oh a little bird whispered in my ear.."
It's you who tell everyone about my secrets!
*purr*
Me likes the redhead.
At work during the breakfast break, I had a tea cup with a rooster standing proud singing "cock a doodle do"
When I moved from the ladies table to sit by another table, the meaning of the Roosters song changed.
Wonder if my thoughts ever was visible for the young handsome new co-worker. (him beeing the reason for me to change table, couldn't let him sit all alone.)