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tonytohono · Post by **tonytohono** » Fri Jan 21, 2005 10:44 pm

Fucking capricorns

Post by **AntiM** » Sat Jan 22, 2005 7:09 am

Well, I'd be a fucking capricorn if larry were home more often ....

tonytohono · Post by **tonytohono** » Sat Jan 22, 2005 1:37 pm

Hey, they've got horns, can't be all that bad.

I have a soft, well, maybe not a soft spot, but I have some kind of spot for capricorns.

tisha2 · Post by **tisha2** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 8:47 pm

last night i dreamt i was making out with Jon Cusack at BM.

i really need to get laid.

helitack · Post by **helitack** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 8:49 pm

Yes dear, a fantasy you need fulfilled? Liam Neeson?

tisha2 · Post by **tisha2** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 9:19 pm

uuhh...no.

Ewan MacGregor!

helitack · Post by **helitack** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 9:23 pm

Can't do the Mcgregor fella, not good lookin enuff. think ruggedly handsome will ya.

tisha2 · Post by **tisha2** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 9:26 pm

okaaayyy...

Harrison Ford?

the shaved-head guy from 'Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels'?

Johnny Depp?

okay, not so rugged...

uuhh.... sorry. that's all i got.

helitack · Post by **helitack** » Wed Jan 26, 2005 9:35 pm

<<<<<-------What about that handsome devil to the left?

buckethead alien · Post by **buckethead alien** » Thu Jan 27, 2005 3:17 am

helitack wrote:<<<<<-------What about that handsome devil to the left?

silence....

helitack · Post by **helitack** » Thu Jan 27, 2005 5:49 am

The silence is so loud I am now deaf in both ears, what?

buckethead alien · Post by **buckethead alien** » Thu Jan 27, 2005 6:12 am

A real love machine never gives up. I have faith in you, Heli.

helitack · Post by **helitack** » Thu Jan 27, 2005 6:14 am

Hence the fresh confession post.

tisha2 · Post by **tisha2** » Thu Jan 27, 2005 10:09 am

sorry, baby! i didn't see that offer!

lessee....

plenty rugged - check.

available - check.

into back rubs - check.

nearby - uuhhh....

damn.

tonytohono · Post by **tonytohono** » Fri Jan 28, 2005 10:20 pm

I’m going to call her Cat Woman, although in reality her name was something nondescript. The first shock Cat Woman pulled on me was during one of my first visits at her apartment. She excused herself for a moment and while I was looking over several of her canvasses she tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around she was wearing an iridescent cape over a push-up bra, and when I glanced down I had my very first look at a pair of crotchless panties. At that moment she also took of the habit of calling me the first of many strange nicknames. And no, I am not repeating them here. Often times after I used to wonder if she even recalled what my real name was. No matter the sex was great.

Cat woman had all kinds of obsessions, some borderline bizarre, others fairly standard. One of her more standard practices was burning candles. It was not uncommon for her to have candles burning all over her apartment. I remember one night, looking around wondering if I could count them, when she said, “There are sixty-nine, in case you were wondering.” I don’t think I responded—at least not verbally.

It was when Cat Woman showed up at my flat and pulled out her little portable candle kit that I believe I first rolled my eyes. No matter, if she wanted to burn candles who was I to complain?

So here we are one evening having a pretty good workout, when all of a sudden she whispers, “Man, you are so hot.” Well, being flattered, but also agreeing that she was hot as well I decided to tell her, “Well, you’re pretty hot yourself… I mean it.” She laughed a little, and then added, “No, I mean you're really hot. Like, hot hot.” It was at that moment I backed off and had a closer look in her eyes. I had to admit that it was mighty warm and when I saw a flicker of light in her eyes I whipped around and noticed that the drapes were on fire from the floor stretching nearly to the ceiling. I reached back grabbed the drapery and yanked it off the wall, it falling in a perfect little pile beneath the window. I grabbed a blanket, tossed it on the burning heap, turned back around and barely missed a beat. I don’t think it cooled things down all that much, at least not that evening.

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