Madam,
Would you care for a stroll down to the trout pond, methinks the moonlight glinting from the water would compliment your eyes most perfectly.
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bovine I'm so old, even my old is old,
Tue 18 Feb 2003, 11:02,
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Sir!
Your invitation is kind, but I feel my father would not approve. We have known each other but for a day.
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butchbint,
Tue 18 Feb 2003, 11:17,
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Ah but what a day.
A thousand lifetimes have passed since I last looked at your face and have grieved countless time in your passing.
Just a small walk.
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bovine I'm so old, even my old is old,
Tue 18 Feb 2003, 11:22,
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I cannot refuse you any longer
I think your riding breeches have persuaded me.
What an adventure we shall have by the trout pond.
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butchbint,
Tue 18 Feb 2003, 11:24,
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