Go ahead, make a request of him! He will turn you down like a lyrical gentleman!
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Esprix,
Can I have a pony?
You make such a luscious Linus, can I be your banket?
Esprix, will you marry me?
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good dipped in chocolate.
Esprix, will you take me to the circus? I wanna see the clowns.
I mean, blanket. :o
How about a trip around the world?
Give your children these two things: One is roots, the other, wings - Wally Wally He’s our Man
You are cordially invited to the Winter Castle set in ten thousand acres of glorious English parkland for a weekend of thrilling parlour games.
Come slide down the greasy pole of my depravity with me.
The tickets to your Concorde round trip flight will be waiting for you with my personal manservant at the airport.
yours in anticipation
His Hon Earl of Grimethorpe
R.S.V.P
Wow now thats what I call an invite. Can’t say I’ve had the opportunity to slide down a greasy pole in a very long time. Get the butler to send the jet!
Give your children these two things: One is roots, the other, wings - Wally Wally He’s our Man
Esprix, can we trade screen names?
Well, honey just tastes better when it comes from a bear’s head.
Okay, I’ve shot coke out my nose. I’ve shot milk out my nose. This hallmarks the first time I’ve ever shot chicken noodle soup out my nose. For the record, it stings, and the noodles look gross.
Esprix,
C’mere and show me your…um…big bad love rod.
trisha
Hey, Esprix, come and join the Republican Party with me!
JMCJ
“Y’know, I would invite y’all to go feltch a dead goat, but that would be abuse of a perfectly good dead goat and an insult to all those who engage in that practice for fun.” -weirddave, set to maximum flame
Mr. C. thats quite a visual you pose. Definiely one of those kodak moments.
Give your children these two things: One is roots, the other, wings - Wally Wally He’s our Man
ACK at my spelling… definitely
Give your children these two things: One is roots, the other, wings - Wally Wally He’s our Man
Esprix, I want to be Queen of Spain.
Hey, Esprix, do these pants make my ass look lumpy? (see, I can even make a declination work in my favor!)
“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!
My iguana's sick.
He's all floppy. Could he have
Reptile dysfunction?
-Chef Troy, Haiku MasterEsprix, do you smell something burning?
Uke
Esprix, may I interest you in accepting Jesus the Christ as your personal Lord and Saviour?
You… bastards.
Not one, mind you, but two co-workers have come over to ask me if something was wrong, as since I’m trying to muffle my peals of laughter, it sounds like I’m weeping, and then when they poke their heads into my cubicle, I’m clutching my sides, red-faced, and dabbing at my eyes from the tears forming there.
You… are all… complete… bastards!
But I love you, I do.
{ahem}
Hang on, I’ll get started…
SeaLemon: You are officially at the top of my People To Shoot IRL List.
Mr. Cynical: I hate to say this, but, no, I’m afraid you can’t. Trying to fit a pony into a two-bedroom walk-up simply isn’t practical. I’m sorry, no.
h_thur: I appreciate the sincere compliment, but, alas, no - there are others in line before you to {ahem} “be my blanket,” and most of them are, indeed men. So, I’m sorry, but no.
phouka: I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to decline your rather gracious offer of marriage. Dr. Boyfriend, of course, would frown upon this, and I have, in fact, already proposed to someone else, who, sadly, also declined my request. So, I’m sorry, but no.
Jeannie: Although I do enjoy the circus from time to time, I’m afraid that, no, I will not able to take you to see the clowns. After the last time I went, I was horribly traumatized by a stunt involving three elephants, a cannon, a midget, and… well, I really shouldn’t discuss it without my attorney present. I’m sorry, but no.
CanadianSue: Although taking a trip around the world with you, I’m sure, would be enjoyable, I have not yet done this myself, so I could certainly not afford to take us both. So, much to my chagrin, I shall have to say no.
casdave: Why, yes, I would be happy to accept that invitation. What time should I arrive at the airport? (What, you don’t take me for an idiot, do you? :P)
Mullinator: I’m sorry, but no, we cannot trade screen names, mostly because I had this one first, and it is also my primary e-mail address (and we’ve seen how some people {cough cough farley cough cough} get when people steal other people’s screen names. So, alas, no. I’m sorry.
jazzmine: As much as I hate to disappoint you, I’m afraid I will be unable to show you my {ahem} “big bad love rod.” Unfortunately, he is in prison at the moment (for being big and bad), but when my friend Rod gets free, perhaps we can arrange something then (I do love him, after all). But, for the moment, I’m afraid my answer is no.
John Corrado: As much as I appreciate your offer to join the GOP, this one I have no problem, nor do I feel sorry for, declining. See you at the polls. 
Eve: Alas, my understanding is that the position of Queen of Spain is already taken, or at least says the current ruling entity. So, I’m sorry, but no.
SwimmingRiddles: No, those pants do not make your ass look lumpy, but I’m not so sure about the color. Do they need to be drycleaned as well?
Ukulele Ike: Actually, I do smell something burning - it’s my ire over this thread. I will try to blow the smoke in SeaLemon’s direction. My apologies.
Otto: Although your pitch is earnest and sincere, I’m afraid my Unitarian Universalist liberal background simply will not permit me to buy into such a silly little religion. Sadly, I must decline.
Do you guys want to get me fired or what? 
Esprix
Evidently, I rock.
Ask the Gay Guy!