it was his honor and privilege, of course, what did you think?

he had to sing to me if he wanted to rub my feet

do you know what became of him?

he travelled a lot. I think he got lost in an enchanted foreign land, I'd like to think.

A land with a lot of brushes and hair and beautiful women with long tresses.
And yummy snacks.

Oh, I used to have one of those. That was nice.
Unfortunately, he wasn't content with brushing just one girl's hair.
:rolleyes:

you know, I think we may be talking about the same guy...sensitive, erudite?
sigh. wasn't he wonderful?

Hmmm. Yes, but I don't know. Big red truck, cowboy boots with honest to god manure on them, black belt in Tae Kwon Do? Cheated on you with a girl who had bigger tits?

:p

I hat that guy. I hat brushes. I hat my hair.:mad:

Oh, don't hat him. We're much better off without him. And you have lovely hair. You should make your husband brush it after he gets you that bowl of ice cream with grilled peaches.

answer to previous QOTD: i don't brush my hair


QOTD for freaky friday:

What is your favorite part of male/female (*) anatomy ?





*: choose whichever one interests you most

tippy's frisky today...been doing yoga again I expect
:rolleyes:
:D

men of course
the nose of course
:p
and also I have a thing for nice hands, but not too soft

ps oh, it's definitely art, then!

shoulders

both sexes

the points of inflexion