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Sex&Death said:
(Don't apologize for a great sense of humor! I loved it...although, if you ask some, that might not be a good sign. :rolleyes: )

For you:

...as ready as Oliver B.

(Ok, so now I understand the impulse to apologize).

Well - I had to read it aloud before the penny dropped - then I laughed aloud. (no apologies from you either.)
 
Bi-polar

As ready as the devil to beguile and the angel to rejoin!



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as ready as a teenager at the submarine races

ready as a hound to a hunt

as ready as a 9 month pregnacy

ready as a grasshopper with bent legs
 
as ready as the last drip of condensation that tumbles from the exhaust pipe of the Harley.
 
as hot as the black bike pants of a harley rider in summer

:D


okay okay i still have a thing about harley riders, er... their bikes i mean.
 
wildsweetone said:
as hot as the black bike pants of a harley rider in summer

:D


okay okay i still have a thing about harley riders, er... their bikes i mean.


hotter than a biker chick at a Harley ralley,
getting blown by an exhaust pipe<grin
 
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My Erotic Trail said:
hotter than a biker chick at a Harley ralley,
getting blown by an exhaust pipe<grin

an exhaust pipe? :eek:





as hot as fire cooked marshmallows
 
wildsweetone said:
an exhaust pipe? :eek:





as hot as fire cooked marshmallows

oooey, gooey, mushy not chewy? <grinin'



hot as a bitch in heat with a fever.

Hotter than a Fireman's day!
 
Cold as a surprise break up.
Hot as the dead of night
Nasty as winter chill
Ready as the breaking dawn
Frivilous as the lovers heart
 
Frivolous as a baccalaureate party

hotter than a bat out of hell

cold as a witch's heart

as ready as a rain cloud
 
soft as a whisper
stolen kisses,

sweet as time
frozen,
your lips on mine

hushed as dark
holding you,
love's sweet
rhyme.
 
Colder than a gut-shot wolf bitch
with nine suckling pups pulling a #4 trap
up a hill in a snowstorm
with a mouthful of porcupine quills.

(Tom Waits!)
 
flyguy69 said:
Colder than a gut-shot wolf bitch
with nine suckling pups pulling a #4 trap
up a hill in a snowstorm
with a mouthful of porcupine quills.

(Tom Waits!)

brutal as always - gotta love him
 
Going with it!

Brutal as a gun shot, on a warm summer night.

Hot as a hint, in her piercing eye's.

Ready as a poet faced with the unspoken beauty.

Frivolous as a rose bush in a field of dandelion's.

Cold as an avalanche of insinuation's.


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