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Apparently I was talking in my sleep last night and was talking to someone with a name that sounded like Maurice (!!!) saying that I loved him and his poetry and telling him to email me because I knew he liked my titties !!!!!!! :eek:
 
OMG UYS! I hope your man takes it with a grain of salt and agrees to roleplay Maurice with you. :D That could be fun! You could meet in a bar and pretend to be meeting for the first time, him with pictures of your titties in his valise . . .
 
Not Maurice plsssssss the only guy I know of that name is a friend (well I say friend more moves in the same circle) is about 80 odd and a very annoying habit of trying to kiss me on the lips (yuck spit spit)
 
I sat next to a very hot older man on the train this week. He chatted me up and was pretty smooth. Had to have been at least 60, but distinguished looking. Nice suit too. I think he's going to be appearing in my headmaster fantasies. :D
 
Well Ron is in his 70s but Maurice is deffo not fantasy material ....... ermmmmm tell me more about these headmaster ones
 
:D I may have to make an alternate account and write some raunchy stories, yet. Just for you, UYS. hehe
 
OMG UYS! I hope your man takes it with a grain of salt and agrees to roleplay Maurice with you. :D That could be fun! You could meet in a bar and pretend to be meeting for the first time, him with pictures of your titties in his valise . . .

What are her titties doing in his valise? Didn't she miss them? :confused:
 
I sat next to a very hot older man on the train this week. He chatted me up and was pretty smooth. Had to have been at least 60, but distinguished looking. Nice suit too. I think he's going to be appearing in my headmaster fantasies. :D

so whassup....you get the digits or what? :D
 
I presumed she meant a picture trust you to go off on a tangent lol



Sassssssssssy do you mean what I think you mean?!!

somehow, i think, what you think i meant, is something dirty :D
geez.....i just wanted to know if she got his phone number.
right there on the train...what kind of girl do you think i am? don't answer that
UYS, your mind is in the gutter! :eek:
 
somehow, i think, what you think i meant, is something dirty :D
geez.....i just wanted to know if she got his phone number.
right there on the train...what kind of girl do you think i am? don't answer that
UYS, your mind is in the gutter! :eek:

Gulp ! ermmmm yeah ermmm of course I meant that *back pedals like mad thinking to meself these yanks have some v odd expressions*
 
Gulp ! ermmmm yeah ermmm of course I meant that *back pedals like mad thinking to meself these yanks have some v odd expressions*

digits=numbers=phone number. see?
it kinda makes sense :cattail:

(people sometimes refer to fingers as digits, but lets not go there)
 
Well yes I see that now but giving the digits over here could mean a few things and I haven't got street cred enough these days to know if phone number is one of them. In my day (creak groan) it meant two fingers displayed in an interesting manner! orrrrrrrrr ermmmmmm getting felt up .........sorreeeeeeee
 
digits=numbers=phone number. see?
it kinda makes sense :cattail:

(people sometimes refer to fingers as digits, but lets not go there)

Oh yes! LETs go there! :D

It's Sunday after all you heathens:


In the beginning there was a finger
one finger begat two, then three fingers
three fingers begat five fingers
the fingers curled and they begat the fist
On the seventh day, after getting WAY begated by the fist
Suzy rested (with a big ass smile on her face!)
Say Hallelujah!
 
I had a dream last night I was in a kind of treasure hunt in golden orange caves and along the way erotic poems had to be written to gain incentives of ermmm being caressed in different parts and to carry on to the next stage . I never did find out what the end treasure was because the damn doorbell went
 
I had a dream last night I was in a kind of treasure hunt in golden orange caves and along the way erotic poems had to be written to gain incentives of ermmm being caressed in different parts and to carry on to the next stage . I never did find out what the end treasure was because the damn doorbell went

Hmmm interesting. Maybe this dream was about the Survivor Challenge after having eaten a Terry's Chocolate Orange in an erotic fashion? Just a guess. :cattail:
 
I thought I would acquaint you with English rugby songs just incase you didn't realise the significance of bum titty etc on a diff thread lol
 
I hae never seen so much snow here down south for years looks like my b/day treat is out boo hoo. I looked out the window and a man was walking his dalmatian and all you could see was it's spots and nose! Loads of families going past with sledges brrrrrrr I don't do cold anymore. Friends of ours are going to Canada soon to do the Rocky Mountaineer could stay here and see the snow lol. When Ron and I went it was September and boiling hot, Calgary was stifling.
Just checked and stillllllllll it's falling! :eek:
 
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