So, Ginger, what kind of design would you like? Or a massage, perhaps?
I live to serve. [sub]and if you believe that, I’ve got some land down here to sell you.[/sub]
Thought I got you last night…who’s wandering around covered in flames?
Oh, I remember - it was that Jehovah’s Witness. I don’t think alice has to worry about white - shirted God salesman anymore.
Let’s see, abstract flame design…let’s start with white on the calves, shading upward to dark red toward the top. What color is your hair, and is it long enough to simulate smoke?
As far as I can tell, when alice_in_wonderland decided to re-decorate her pad in a Roman theme, her force of will psychically re-decorated me. She must be pretty experienced at that sort of thing, given those books written about her. Fortunately, the spell wore off as I slept.
Since you ask, here’s the translation:
Nubia? Radicitus, comes!
(Nubians? Radical, dude!) {Muffin blinks confusedly a couple of times, shakes his head briskly, and knocks his forehead thrice with his palm just to see what shakes out.}
Ut humiliter opinor, in medio atria.
(In my humble opinion, in the middle of the courtyard.) {Muffin scratches his head rapidly. He’s getting more than a little worried about what is flowing out of his mouth.}
Sic faciunt omnes. Salut, Ginger! Melius tarde, quam nunquam.
(We’re all doing it. Hi, Ginger! Better late than never.) {Muffin starts looking around for something to stuff in his mouth – where are those bunnies?}
Libet? Quid rides? Nescio quid dicas. Mihi ignosce, latine loqui coactus sum. Non tolerabiles ineptiae. Vita luna! Pavesco, pavesco! Sum raptus regaliter; raptus regaliter. Veni, Vidi, volo in domum redire. Vale, lacerte.
(Cute? Why do you laugh? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Excuse me, I have this compulsion to speak Latin. Unbearable absurdities. I’m shaking, I’m quaking. I’m royally screwed, royally screwed. I came, I saw, I want to go home. See ya later, alligator.) {A seriously freaked Muffin heads home for the night, figuring on having to spend the weekend searching the boards for a speech-language pathologist, and swearing to never re-decorate with a Roman theme again.}
Just got out of the shower; hair is dripping and my legs are all greased up with lotion. I hate how clothes feel against freshly shaved legs, so I’m sitting here naked from the waist down until the lotion is absorbed.
Nah, I just had to get some sleep. Just bopped back into this thread, this is the first thing I saw, now I have to see what else has happened since last we met.
Thanks, Ruffian, that’s the best mental image I’ve had all day. Somehow a bit more erotic than being fully undressed. Especially the bit about your hair dripping on your legs. Very nice.
I’m all stiffened up from this morning’s soccer match. But what the heck, maybe I this will help work out those kinks.
[sub]Is it just me or does it seem that an alarmingly high percentage of nudists on the board are Canadian? Can someone forward me the immigration papers?[/sub]
That’s an easy one. You’d better do the spins since I don’t know the game that well. But if you call right foot blue I might get some “bunny” in my eye.