Post away fella.

I'm always curious to hear truths.

Hurl it, Bater.

Gofer it.

That makes 3.

You need more?

Well, it's about absinthe and a lot of soap opera stuff, so you've come to the right forum.

We await with Batered breath.

3 generations of housewives can't be wrong.

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I'd like to hear it all straight from the Bater's maw too.

Release it.

Let us pray.

Since we're already
on our knees, usually.

Tease.

He's formulating
a response that
won't hurt anyone.

He's very in touch with his little girl side.

Wife?

HA!

Though I could go for one of those rubdowns
with the scented towel.

What, from the Bater half?

Why, are your ankles wet?

Fer Christssakes Dinky
give her credit.

Knees.

Sorry, I forgot how short you are.

How did she get a hold of Dinky's towel and what did he "scent" it with?

My towels come pre-scented.

I was sitting down,
my knees were above my sholders.

See anything interesting?

Not on me.

Same ole' same ole, just lower.

I'm surprised Geyboy is alive
after that drunkfest
the other nite. He
showed just how snitty
he is when he was
showing off his coffee
vacuum sealer. I was
rolling the eyes and
then I remembered
how snitty he is.

Waiting for Bater .... good title for play, maybe?

Talking of culture, do I have time to read the new Harry Potter book before we get the inside track from Bater on Marteau?

Or shall I just skip to the last sentence?

I know this should
go in the book section
but I can't wait to get
my copy of Potter.

Yeah, I'm a Potter geek.

No, just geeky.

oh boy

Dammit Liver, quit
putting posts up then
takin' 'em down when
I post a response.

Um, no.

And Pussy is
snitty?

Duh.

And add manic.

Um, o.k.

Um, no.

He's manic.

I know, he knows.

The early morning
rev up tells the tale.

And fixation on
doin' every fuckin'
thing because it's
TODAY!

Early morning.
I just got finished
taking out the trash.
Slow nite though.
Surprising.

Not you, dipass, him.

I loved the guy
pissin' outside
the trash station
when I was up
there.

That was me.

Um, no.

I could see
his dick.

Oh, you were looking?

I was hungry.

Ewwwwwww.
I don't think that guy
has washed in about
a year.

Losta frumunda cheese.

Cheese is good.