she lives miles from me too, acording to my logic that makes you near me. Spits on fingers and tames giant eyebrows, adopts a stance where my shoulder blades simply scream come hither, waits....
(Vultan the real oneI threw my little yellow shoe,
Tue 30 Nov 2004, 14:23,
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'ello treacle
(GoldenFanjitawhistle posse blow! horns crew i can't hear you!,
Tue 30 Nov 2004, 14:24,
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blushes
hands flutter round face displaying lack of wedding ring. faints from sheer pent upness
(Vultan the real oneI threw my little yellow shoe,
Tue 30 Nov 2004, 14:27,
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*takes advantage*
(GoldenFanjitawhistle posse blow! horns crew i can't hear you!,
Tue 30 Nov 2004, 14:28,
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wakes
but pretends not to
(Vultan the real oneI threw my little yellow shoe,
Tue 30 Nov 2004, 14:32,
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