Sinister: the crying game
Hello Sexpots, So this is how a computer works, it's all very exciting. Thank you kind people for my crush votes, it's nice to be know that despite the fact that I've only actually posted once, and for all you know I could have the personality of a trainspotter and the intelligence of a sparrow, some men will always keep their brains in their trousers. Once again, Tag has been dragging my already tarnished name through the mud. Much as I'd like to deny what the little ginger runt has been saying, it's all true. I will not rest until Peter Miller, that conquistador of love, has been notched on my bedpost. He has to be better than John Warrender. It isn't so much his technique, and I could put up with the flatulence and even the cries of "Truck! Train! Tractor" at the crucial moment, but well...I'm all for serenading, but a post-coital rendition of "Sheriff Fatman" on the bagpipes was more indignity than this girl could bear. Anyway, it's been a pleasure. Love, Lucy xxx ______________________________________________________ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+
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