I would like to retract a statement I made on an earlier thread today that I was lonely.
Turns out it was just wind.






Thank you.
( big-girl's-baubles is the owner of some very fine Moorcroft, Wed 3 Jun 2009, 20:18, Reply)

had enough of the pandering gaz-a-thon?

( Kristine doesn't want a fucking christmas name, you cunt, Wed 3 Jun 2009, 20:20, Reply)

I can never get enough pandering.
It's good for the soul.
( big-girl's-baubles is the owner of some very fine Moorcroft, Wed 3 Jun 2009, 20:20, Reply)

tru dat

( Kristine doesn't want a fucking christmas name, you cunt, Wed 3 Jun 2009, 20:24, Reply)

I'm stealing this phrase to use at work.
Glad it was just wind and that the wind has now passed :)
( Maladicta happy Christmas yer arse, I pray God it's our last, Wed 3 Jun 2009, 21:19, Reply)

Would that be the kind of wind
That goes "Woooooooooo" as it blows tumbleweeeds around your empty bed and brings the distant toll of an iron bell?
(porkyulelips Built for comfort, not for speed., Thu 4 Jun 2009, 8:33, Reply)

No.
It's more like trapped wind.
( big-girl's-baubles is the owner of some very fine Moorcroft, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 8:55, Reply)

Ah.
That's alright then. Hope it wasn't too ferocious. They can get quite nasty when they're trapped, can winds. Go for the throat they do. Or the arse. Whichever is closer really.
(porkyulelips Built for comfort, not for speed., Thu 4 Jun 2009, 9:25, Reply)