Ah thank ya do.

Ah don't seem to be hearin' anything from ya.

Might that be the sound a fangs poppin' outa their retractive state?

No more questions Morte'.

You are far too elusive yourself to be expecting me to be foolish enough to succumb to your queries.

Besides, I suggested that you should hush, if you are married, remember?

"I don't have fangs Morte", said the spider to the fly.

Ya ...ah remember.




Seems to be a lot you suggest to remembrin',too.


How's that old spazz Unlce Beauregard doin'?

Don't forget the kiddos he's got too, Grits...

Wait yer turn....



....the other one is supposed to be speakin' now.

Well.....Chagrits.....






...do ya still feel Lucky?

She never could control you....




....f2i.

Children are not a problem, they are not my responsibility or concern. Married men, they can be, Caj.

Still its all in fun, right? LOL

Morte' every Southern woman has an Uncle name Beauregard.

Some, even a dog name Beauregard.

Funny.



Ah ain't got no e-mail here lately.

And maybe another imaginary named GuppyHo?



You "two" know what ah mean?

OH MORTE' this is the best one since "thud". Chagrits and chagrin, how sweet and appropriate.

Still lucky, though I wasn't Saturday. I cussed terribly in the 9th @ Keeneland. Christmas Kid, I hate that phucking horse.

Yer close to gettin' volcanic.......Mrs. Horse.

When's the last time ya said Idaho?

I loved Christmas Kid in the 9th.

Morte' please, I beg you, do not use the term "ho" in any of our exchanges.

It concerns me, and could make me feel wanton.

I rarely do volcanic. Its unseemly.

You like my avatar? :D

Never Morte'.