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I thought you'd never ask

Pray tell.
Who's that girl
Running around with you?



Posted by Nausicaa : ,

10 comments:

  1. Judy Weir2/14/09, 2:12 PM

    What a strange place this is - who are you?

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  2. Utah Savage2/14/09, 2:51 PM

    This is a question I've been asking myself forever. But more recently, why am I here?

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  3. Nausicaa2/14/09, 3:06 PM

    And like does existence precede essence or what?

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  4. jazzolog2/14/09, 3:41 PM

    I don't think it's Fizzlebottom, although the shoes look familiar.

    She's actually a fairy princess, a magical being. You may think that's a special treat, but such creatures can change you into a tree, for instance, in a flash. We've dated through several lifetimes.

    Utah, you're in here to rest up from all the work at your blog dealing with the karma called Cal. Now...tomorrow or the next day, you and I will sit down together and discuss what a guy should do on that first date after 50 years. There's another approach.

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  5. Utah Savage2/14/09, 4:13 PM

    Bless you jazzlog. This sharing of my every misstep on the road to the bookend that is Cal's misfortune has been taxing. It's always been a bit of a fiction. But, as a reminder, there is that unopened bottle of Astroglide and the new $5 spare toothbrush. These are sad reminders of the folly of fantasy. Always best left as fantasy or phantasy. It has it's value. Now it's worthless except as a fiction. But maybe it has potential... If he'd only brought a bottle of wine, and managed a nice close shave, and smelled good, I could go on. I did imagine the feel of a clean shaven face against my inner thigh. Too much information?

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  6. Judy Weir2/14/09, 4:20 PM

    jazzalog - my powers are for good, not evil. I only turned ONE person into a tree and that was because of the whisky - you know it makes me act crazy! Strictly red wine for me...

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  7. jazzolog2/15/09, 3:54 AM

    Utah, I'll compare old fogy fantasy with you at your new posting.

    Lady, whose bottom is all a-fizzle, what kind of tree was it? With wine we get changed into flowers.

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  8. Nausicaa2/15/09, 9:53 AM

    Hmmm...was it an almond tree, perchance?

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  9. Nausicaa2/15/09, 9:54 AM

    Maybe the bartender will know.

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  10. Bartender2/15/09, 11:52 AM

    An almond tree, Ma'am? I wouldn't know, but they say that when Demophon came home, he hugged the tree and pressed it to his bosom, and the tree burst into flowering blooms...

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