A ‘regular sweetheart’? Man of Steel, unbendable and stiff and hard.... I answered you on your first-query site. My answer there remains what I would answer here.
STEEL: You is welcome!
Here ya go, honey… I moved my commentary for you.
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Steel Man.... how nice to see your insecurities displayed for commentary. As you remain quite the enigma, I cannot offer a true or a false answer to your query. Perhaps some after-school tutorial will allow me to put in my two-cents worth. As for ‘presumptuous’, considering you still have my dream panties draped over your face, and after several pleas from me, you have refused to give them back, I have to assume that you are, indeed, quite the presumptuous stud. However, your lack of response to my invitations to engage in a panty-exchange and a nice fandango on the beach, I believe further investigation is in order. “Unfeeling”.... perhaps you could feel me a bit. That sounds only reasonable for our up-close-and-personal tutelage of inquiry and discovery. If you are not weeping with ‘sensitivity’ within moments, I would have to say that ‘jerk’ might be an appropos appellation.
I would have posted this on your site, but your site is heat-proof and will not allow Firebirds.
SOB! I am still using those panties.
How many tears can they hold?
And I, for one, stuck up for you, on your blog as well as here.
Hi Phoenix. Wondering lately where you might be. Wow! Any more such commentary as the above, and I must pry my monocle loose.
STEEL & PHOENIX: You two have fogged up my glasses. Now where did I put those paper towels? Is it getting warm in here or is it just me?
Steel, should I go ahead and put in that order for those “little blue pills” to .. ah .. er .. help you rise to the occasion?
Maybe I’m missing something but you don’t seem like a jerk to me Steel. And from quickly looking over your blog, I didn’t find anything offensive either.
Allan ... I don’t need no stinkin’ pills.
Lisa ... I leave the toilet seat up. In fact, I sneak in at night and put it up for laughs. Now THAT’S offensive.
Steel, you ass! Those panties were damp when you shook them from me. Now you’ve wept into them and expect me to believe you are sensitive?! I declare. Give them back this instance! You’ve probably shrunk them so I cannot possibly pull them over my protruberant buns. Tears in my britches… Sounds like a title for a romance novel. For me to discover and continue our continuing ed, flesh to flesh is de riguer.... not panty to panty.
T berg ... you be backin’ the wrong horse in this race my friend.
What does your wife have to say about that Steel?
Hi, Tanny,
Did you bring the scotch? Oh. Wait. *I* was supposed to bring that…
Now THAT sounds like a country western ditty to me. WTF is a ‘romance novel’?
‘From Here to Eternity’?
Wife??? What is this ‘wife’ thing of which you speak?
Man of Rock-hard Metal..... I can understand you not comprehending a ‘romance novel’ - one must understand romance first. But if you get on with our sandy fandango, you would certainly come to a most capacious cognizance of the deeply inherent meaning of ‘from here to eternity. Now, take off your shoes… and..
well.....
Trust me.
a**hole? Professional or amature? One needs this kind of information for making this serious “ass"essment
oh, and Steel - why would the seat be down in the first place ?
Captain:
I AM one’s own personal ‘little blue pill’.
Ah, are we both bachelors, Steel?
BYOB at your pleasure, Phoenix. I have my usual cherry schnapps, monocle and all (wince).
Tanny,
If I bring you a bottle of cherry schnapps, may I look through your monocle?
Where is that cad, Steel?? Trying to untie your sneakers, honey?
iteki ...
Better you should ask ‘Who gives a shit’?
I mean really ... if yer dumb enough to squat on china ... well then ... who’s the dummy?
T-berg ...
THAT, my friend is a state of mind.
Phobos ...
I just received the annotated Jokes for Dummies II . Stay tuned!
Phoenix ...
What is this ‘little blue pill’ of which you speak? Does it get you high?
There you are, you, ... Man… you… I have been undulating for you. What about our lessons? When do you wish to start them?
As for the ‘little blue pill’, I haven’t a clue about them other than to have had several men utter around me that they don’t need them. What do they do, anyway?
Lesson #1
Kiss them panties GOODBYE!
Lesson #2
See Lesson #1.
Oh dear. You just gave me a soulgasm.
Do you always speak such words to a woman of fire? I so adore a tough man…
Speaking of fire… I am feeling like an unopened moist towelette....
Come, Steel.... dance with me....
Me thinks that this is getting a little bit thick. The question is, Steel -if that is really who you are-are you tolerant? Hmmmmm?
I rippedfound this at IMA0. Some guy named Harvey posted it:
Check out the “101 tools for tolerance”, if you dare.
So what’s wrong with being an a**hole anyway? The hours are good and there’s no heavy lifting.
Steel,
it was a just joke pertaining to women & the toil....oh, I get it - you were practicing being an a**hole !
after you towel off, would you please post your Phoenix pics. for the rest of us?
iteki:
No need for Steel to post my photo: It is there on the right of my commentary.
He doesn’t want you to think of him as a ‘sweetheart’?
Unlike me, of course.
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