Gentleman Jack on the rocks.
By right of reply from a mere male.
If you grope a lady's derriere, with out asking, they scream .
If a lady gropes a guy's derriere and he complains, he gets told to 'Live With It'.
Pogonophiles Rule.
It helps to cut down on the whisker rash, on the inside of their thighs.
An incredible one-handed typist, from the swamp, went
Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah ! !
Dit, Dit, Dit, Dit ! !
Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah, Dah ! !
Dit, Dit ! !
My favourite typist was a Morse Toad
Tea or coffee matters little.
By all means.
I'm thinking we would also indulge in a very erudite conversation.
Some people don't always understand that words can also speak louder than actions.
I'm terribly unsure as to how to calibrate cunning linguist skills.
All I can recount is the number of occasions that various ladies, of various vintages, have attempted to strangle me with their thighs.
The incredible manner in which their buttocks would buck, upwards, off the bed linen.
Their screams of agony/ecstasy being attenuated by their thighs clamping tight on my aural detectors.
Where she likes it most.
Just give me a moment to put in my 'Vampire Teeth' ! !
Did the quake really move the 'Shakys' closer to Oz ? ?
it doesn't really matter.
Most of them are already here.
If the weather is conducive to nudity, then why not.
In the middle of a freezing winter you need something or someone to keep you warm.
Let me think about it !
There's other games that can be played !
I'm just trying to play 'Catch-Up'.
New Zealand is the land of the 'Wrong White Crowd'.
Australia's the land of the 'Long Weekend'.
We've just had the Easter break.
Followed by Anzac Day, two days later.
Then the next weekend was 'Labour Day' weekend.
In the space of three weeks we've had three Saturdays, three Sundays, one Friday, one Thursday and two Mondays as public days off.
I can't find anyone to come and finish the jobs at hand.
It's really hot.
Then it becomes gross, when you have to strip the bed and launder the bed linen ! !
Kookaburras - The Australian Bushman's alarm clock.
Dawn is breaking in Brisbane and the Kookas are delineating their territory.
We seek her here,
We seek her there,
We seek erudite ladies,
Of her ilk everywhere.
Upgrade to a baseball bat.
Quite often it can be a touch more subtle.
As the 'Left' one was already taken, I will have to indulge with the 'Right Stretched Lobe'.
(There won't be any teeth marks as my lips will cover the fangs).
To resurrect an oft used phrase:-
"It doesn't matter where it goes, just as long as it disappears".
(and as the Ladies will reiterate, the oldest lie on this Third Rock From The Sum,
"I promise not to cum in your mouth").
Just for the taste of it - like Diet Coke)
Got to make the bed rock)
That is if she isn't too sensitive afterwards).
