I dunno… I’m starting to think that I’ve fallen into a V.C. Andrews’ book.
And which one of us it the poor beautiful girl who finds out she is really the heir to a fortune, and has to overcome all the snobby relatives???
I’ll flip you for it… but since, in another thread, you’re already getting spanked, you don’t get to call “tails!”.
Might I make a request from our DJ? I think The Masochism Tango would tie into the present conversation neatly, while providing **Misstee ** and myself with something I can actually dance to.
And I would be more than happy to lend my assistance to the unhappy damsel who must deal with overcoming snobby relatives (fortune or nay – gentlemen never ask). Deflating insufferable arrogance is one of my favorite passtimes.
Misstee, do you prefer roses with or without thorns? I have some of each at my disposal.
Plants the anticipated kiss on Misstee and reluctantly hands her over to the next dance partner.
Wonders if Blonde would be interested in an Oklahoma Hello. Decides to take a chance.
Ah, nothing like the classics, is there?
:: goes back to Blonde, picks up one of her roses, gently strokes her alternately with the flower and with the thorny stem, and sings ::
I long for the touch of your lips, dear.
But I long more for the touch of your whips, dear.
(Aside to look!ninjas – if you pull the leather corset tight enough, you’ll be sufficiently busty to keep NoClueBoy’s attention.)
With out, of course.
I did actually get 2 roses this weekend, not from my husband, but from my step daughters, I love them.
The Masochism Tango complete lyrics and MIDI file.
I haven’t listened to Tom Lehrer in so long that I misquoted the lyrics.