Girls, Last night, I had to tie him to the bed and torture him to get the location of the chocolate and gateax swiss roll, he screamed, he cried, he pleaded, he begged and he got angry and he ........... but he did not squeeel
We live in Gisborne high above the bay
Greg what is love to me:
The rythem of your soul and mine sway in time to the beat of your heart; The rythem of our conciousness, of life together; The melody of the passion of your certainty of love, it is that you beleive in loving me that makes my love for you bring me to my knees. The rythem of you.
NO, enough critters here, and that earthworm has taken up residency in the greenhouse, I know its the same one by his beady eyes - shivers down my spine whuuuhhhwww
I have come off the drugs now and have found the chocholate supply
I tied him to the bed and did my worst/best, he begged, he cried, he nearly broke the bed, and he threatend and pleaded but still would not give up the location of the goodies the goats gave it away this morning when I went to see them, they were just stairing at the light on the ceiling, and there was this little box on top they got extra breakfast
thank you all for your patience last night, Love you all
How do you know this stuff or is it on a need to know basis
Right the sugar has not been supplied and the crash is imminent so its off to bed I go and see if I can get him despereate enought to give me a bar of chocolate
It was 1989 my thoughts were short my hair was long Caught somewhere between a boy and man, She was 17 and she was far from in-between It was summer-time in Northern Michigan
Splashing through the sand-bar, talking by the camp fire, It's the simple things in life like when and where We didn't have no internet but man I never will forget The way the moon light shined upon her hair
And, we were trying different things we were smoking funny things Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Sipping whisky out the bottle not thinking bout tomorrow Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Catching walleye from the dock watching the waves roll off the rocks She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul We blister in the sun we couldn't wait for night to come To hit that saving place of rock and roll
While, we were trying different things we were smoking funny things Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Sipping whisky out the bottle not thinking bout tomorrow Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves begin to change Or how we thought those days would never end Sometimes I hear that song and I start to sing along And think, Man I'd love to see that girl again
And, we were trying different things we were smoking funny things Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Sipping whisky out the bottle not thinking bout tomorrow Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
We were trying different things we were smoking funny things Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Sipping whisky out the bottle not thinking bout tomorrow Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
O its all beginning to make sence now, I want sweet stuff, I'm going to crash and burn - valium anyone - for Greg he cant cope with another night of no sleep
Don't expect to find Mr Right here - anyone heard from him recently
Just have fun, and the lads well, the Irish lads, you stand more chance of hitting them with a skittle ball than getting a date, Irish men are natural bar proppers, all looking and lager, then like a bad firework they fizzle and pop while your walking home with the girls.
Stay here for the friends and the fun -
we are both here for the good friends we have on site.
You will all be please to know Greg and I have just split up again because he says its nothing to do with medication its just my normal state of being is back
Hes making food, persistent little sod that he is, will go and see if I can get a dance and snog out of him, distract him enough and food will burn save me later..
RE: Present idea