Surely you mean, manhattan you dick.
I mean, that’s what Hatter thinks – not my opinion.
Umm, yes. Thank you for the correction.
You despise smiles UncleBeer? I’ll take back the flower I gave you earlier then. Ummm…maybe you would like one of these better…
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it’s a Venus Fly Trap
jjjfishe, you could always give him a “cold-prickly,” which is a seed from the sweet gum tree. A cold-prickly looks like this: *
(Yeah, I know it ain’t much, but that’s what they look like.)
hehe! Thank you for making me smile.
thank you jjjfishe…I’ll take good care of it! and a couple for you in return!
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I, your humble swain and most undeserving admirer, am not worthy of such beauty and sweetness. But let me find a worthy owner of such rare beauty. By that, I mean, of course, the incomparable jjjfishe!
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“For you there’s rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both”
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“Not yet on summer’s death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o’ the season Are our carnations and streak’d gillyvors”
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“Here’s flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi’ the sun
And with him rises weeping”
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“Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty”
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“Violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno’s eyes
Or Cytherea’s breath”
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Pale primroses That die unmarried, ere they can behold
Bight Phoebus in his strength"
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“Bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds,
The flower-de-luce being one!”
All quotes from The Winter’s Tale, Act 4, Scene iv. Shakespeare must truly have been thinking of the lovely jjjfishe when he wrote such a scene. 
DRY… you’ve done it again… I’m speechless
That’s quite a bouquet, Zenster! Stay up all night to work on it?
A few more for you:
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“Thou shalt not lack
The flower that’s like thy face,
pale primrose,
nor The azured harebell,
like thy veins,
no, nor The leaf of eglantine,
whom not to slander,
Out-sweeten’d not thy breath”
–Cymbeline, Act 4, Scene ii