Awwwwwwww… Rue called me a big lug. Rue I love ya almost as much as my brand new stainless steel grill with copper burners, but you knew that already. Well, actually maybe ya didn’t being as I just bought my new grill last Saturday and I’ve needed time to bond with it. Who am I kidding? I fell in love with it the second I laid eyes on it in Lowe’s. So right now my love list includes: grill, Rue, pool, hot tub and the six new shirts I also bought last Saturday. Order subject to change, of course.
At least I didn’t let out the secret of how to bake homemade rolls in the dryer
And this would make me your “Favorite Straight Woman Who Is On The Lookout For Burly Men Bearing Beer and Cookies To Send To You”, right?
I fell in love with your description of the grill, swampy, so be careful, that thing has a powerful attractive-ableness–who knows who will show up begging you to “light it up, baby, light it up!”?
*Okay, so attractive-ableness isn’t the most melodic of new words, it’s early here, so that’s what you get!
What we really need is burly men in skimpy thongs lighting up the grill and cooking for us while we lounge around the pool sipping on margaritas. Oh, and of course rubbing us with sun tan lotion.
I should not have written that last bit. Now I’m going to fantasize about burly men all afternoon.
swampy, you really should not have written that last bit. Now I’m going to fantasize about grills and swimming pools all afternoon. While staring out the window at all the snow.
I know I could never top such a swank grill (I want one!) in any Love List, but at least I hope to come in above the shirts. That’s all I ask, to be ranked above the shirts. At least above the shirts as a group, 'cause I know sometimes you get a really good shirt and you can’t help yourself.
And Kalley in a skimpy thong…
Huh? Oh yeah, A skimpy thong? As opposed to a voluminous thong? Just checkin’.
Rue Thanks for the offer of fluffing up my boobies, but what I really need is a LARGE man in a small towel to give me a back massage. But those are hard to find, sigh.
Ex my opinion of your libido is just that you have one, not any more, not any less. blink, blink But I have heard a rumor that all virgin drinks are shaking in their glasses.
Note that I am not joining in the thong discussion cause I don’t do butt floss, not that there is anything wrong with it.
Well, I glad this thread didn’t die from the vision of me in a thong. Just for the record, I’m not a thong kinda girl–too many curves. I’m more the Marilyn Monroe type–so think of me in tight sweaters and swirly skirts. Sometimes, less skin is more. If you know what I mean.
I have a very handsome massage therapist who does wonderful things to me, he stays fully dressed, but I’d share if you were around deb. Maybe you could get him into a towel. And then, I suppose, out of it. Nudge, nudge.
Now it is time for us to imagine all the MMP men in speedos. O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world
That has such people in’t!
Now I want Mexican. I can either pick up Taco Bell from the Bad Bell where I swore a year and a half ago I would never again enter, or I can get very nummy nachos from Mad Mex, but have to eat by myself.
I just want to say right here that Fluffy Boobies would be a great band name.
Then, taken to it’s logical conclusion Deb, you should be ecstatic with a fat man naked.
Not that I’m fat,
Or naked,
As far as you know.
Speaking of Mexican food, last night I ad-libbed a big pot of taco soup for dinner. Not that there were any tacos in it, it’s just called that. At least we called it that.
Anyway, it was good.
Kelley Thanks for the offer. I wish we lived close to each other just so that I can borrow your man. I need a good masseur. I looked up the spelling for masseuse and I didn’t know it was the female version of masseur, hmm that be my one thing I learneded today.
Bumbie baby, you’re teasing me, right. I will stop fantasizing now.
I figure some day my prince will come and he will be a Golden Labrador Retriever.
