
March 6 2004
I was stumbling through Wood Green, trying to pretend I was somewhere more pleasant, like Baghdad. A pretty, bespectacled young lady approached me.
'I can't help but notice that you are smoking Marlboro Lights,' she giggled.
'So?' I replied.
'I am also smoking Marlboro Lights,' she said. 'Don't you think that's unusual?'
'Not really,' I said (honestly)
'You have very soulful eyes,' she said, peering closer. I could feel her fragrant breath upon my face.
'I'm wearing contact lenses. I have almost no soul.'
'I find you very attractive', she continued. 'Can I make love to you?'
'Ok. I suppose so,' I said.
We returned to my hovel and had perfunctory sex. She gasped in pleasure and writhed at my every indifferent touch. Afterwards, she said the experience had been the highlight of her life.
I suppose some men are just gifted.
(and here is a picture:

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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 22:58,
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I was stumbling through Wood Green, trying to pretend I was somewhere more pleasant, like Baghdad. A pretty, bespectacled young lady approached me.
'I can't help but notice that you are smoking Marlboro Lights,' she giggled.
'So?' I replied.
'I am also smoking Marlboro Lights,' she said. 'Don't you think that's unusual?'
'Not really,' I said (honestly)
'You have very soulful eyes,' she said, peering closer. I could feel her fragrant breath upon my face.
'I'm wearing contact lenses. I have almost no soul.'
'I find you very attractive', she continued. 'Can I make love to you?'
'Ok. I suppose so,' I said.
We returned to my hovel and had perfunctory sex. She gasped in pleasure and writhed at my every indifferent touch. Afterwards, she said the experience had been the highlight of her life.
I suppose some men are just gifted.
(and here is a picture:


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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 22:59,
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evening sir
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:00,
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evening sir

erm.. well... not sure that makes sense
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:01,
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but still functioning which is rare for me on a monday evening
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:03,
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where've you been hiding? or have i just been away from the screen too long?
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:11,
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a bit like an x-rated 'Take on me video'
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:01,
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if this is the sort of thing that happens!
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:04,
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It is fiction and perhaps fact. You are a good person.
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Mon 8 Mar 2004, 23:05,
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