Both wine and bread at confirmation were fake and this small site might just attract others that experienced the same. Critical voices? Those that participate? Who knows. For those that find sympathy with a walk on the wild sides of life, mountains, rivers or forests but do not pretend to escape. Other bits and pieces the news and also odds and sods that cry out "leave it off mate". Justly a lark and maybe the lark. But the lark will often land on the cactus.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
I HAD A DREAM
I was bonking with a beautiful mermaid by the seashore.
You must excuse me right now I need to go back to bed.
Sounds fishy to me. And watch out in case Mrs Zola finds seaweed in the sheets.
ReplyDeleteBut we can all dream, can't we?
Thank goodness.
But Anticant ! This was real.
ReplyDeleteI have just re-employed my lawyer to manage the crisis.
Sounds as if what you need is a marriage guidance counsellor rather than a legal eagle.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe that dear old turtle??
Anticant ! How can you always get things wrong?
ReplyDeleteIf you might talk about a mirage council along with me turtle then I might, just might, begin to believe that my hair-dresser loves me for ME myself.
First you say it was a dream.
ReplyDeleteThen you say it was real.
Now you tell us you have a hair-dresser.
Next you will be boasting that you still have some hair.....
What is the bald truth?
Merkin is The Bald Truth.
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