Take a look at Chiara and get back to me.








Gangbusters.

Oh we're all different I guess.


She looks a little older and has that threatening look ....quite exciting as I love to be scared to death.



And the hair gives great balance to that animal like mane of hers.











And I really hate Boston all the more. I don't like to get personal with these guys, but I really hate the heads of that Josh guy and the closer.




I was squishing them off and on.









Yuk....they disgust me.

Hey Dannie...guess you don't resemble anyone either.






Boy Suffies next vacay to Iceland is going to be mighty crowded.

HEY!!




Who darted Chiara??

THEEEEEBY.




Did you do this thing?

Oh well.



Back to the boring stuff.


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Christina Rossetti (1830–1894)

In an Artist's Studio


One face looks out from all his canvases,
One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans:
We found her hidden just behind those screens,
That mirror gave back all her loveliness.
A queen in opal or in ruby dress,
A nameless girl in freshest summer-greens,
A saint, an angel—every canvas means
The same one meaning, neither more nor less.
He feeds upon her face by day and night,
And she with true kind eyes looks back on him,
Fair as the moon and joyful as the light:
Not wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim;
No as she is, but was when hope shone bright;
Not as she is, but as she fills his dream

CHRISTINA has been so kind as to appear on my fine thread.

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How are you Christina?



I'm fine...and you?


Oh swell...thanks for asking. That was a beautiful poem you wrote.



Thank you..and may I say you are a very sexy man?



Oh ..you. You're very kind.



Now,Chrstina, you wrote that poem...when?





It was around 1870.



Oh...yes.....I notice it was just around 20 years or so later that you...........



....uhm..................................may I ask you a personal question?







Well I hope so Mortimer!!



ror!...oh you stop that!



Anyhooo.............uh...Christina.......


...aren't you dead?







Why ....yes.

I am.









Oh boy.








I have to go now...hey great having you on the thread!!




BYE!!!!

Well I think everyone has had their fill of me.

God knows I have of you.





This should be my last post.

I certainly hope so.

Don't disappoint me.









:)

!!!!OOOOOOOOOO!!!!



I shan't forget me.







I mean you.








Thebby thief.





















=:>

Did Steve Asmussen's lawyers demand my BC thread be locked?

saw it was locked, figured there had to have been a bit of furniture re-arranging as well, as what's left didn't look too salty.

too bad i missed all the excitement....

i thought everyone here was too old for 'your mama'. that's ridiculous.

winter haiku for mort:

snow falls quietly

the predator pisses then

kidney for dinner