hope it is vodka and orange juice....work tends to frown upon the smell of alcohol...go figure.... but I could be leaning against walls, practically prone in a chair, barfing in the garbage, bang my head off a desk and slur my speech...and they would say ..Chris...cut if out...enough of your shenanigans..no time off for you.!!!!
ok ok ...thanks again...enough...I am getting embarrassed!!! Hugs and kisses to everyone...ah!!! how about a bunch of stiff drinks...I can go to work happy.....
Funny thing though, my cousin was committed to a facility later and unfortunately she took her own life. She somehow managed to hoard pills over a period of months and then...well... Though insanity tends to run in her family. Not mine, what runs in my family is story telling....
We were playing with the Ouija board. We as in , my best friend, my cousin, my next door neighbour and of course myself. It was close to 12 midnight on a fall evening. The wind was so tense that the windows rattled. When the branches of trees moved back and forth leaves were blown into the glass. We sat in a circle on the floor. We asked the usual questions. "Who am I going to marry?" Our fingers slowly moved. We laughed..."You are pushing it". "No, I am not"...we giggled. At the stroke of midnight a large clap of thunder and a flash of lightening struck. We all jumped and screamed. Our hearts were racing...we sighed and laughed. Whew! OH for gods sake...just a storm coming. At that very moment the centre piece flew off the board and hit the wall behind me. Across from me sat my cousin and behind her stood in complete black a shadowy figure of which I could not determine whether male or female. I raised my hand and pointed to the figure. I was unable to speak. My cousin looked at me with a frightened look. I could only keep pointing. She finally turned her head to look behind herself. At that moment I could hear a moan and a smell heavy perfume. We were all stone still, unable to move...as the dark figure dissolved into nothingness.
My first email to this person: Hello Saw you in the threads tonight. I have never seen you before, but I see you are not new to cs. I saw your pic and I immediately thought, Richard Harris... you get that all the time I bet. That pic makes you look so ethereal. Such a face, such character. There is thunder and lightening here in the dark of the night. XXXXXXXXXXX....Merlin....you intrigue me.
(his name is not Merlin btw.) Have no idea if he will respond...but there you go.
Men are mostly the same....if you want a good one...get a whip..hahahah... no I don't mean that. They are mostly sweethearts. (and a few freaking perverts on this site)
RE: BAD,BAD WOMEN
Hey what the hell you talking ....little man talk...you little boys go play in the grand canyon during the raining season....jerks.