It’s true Joy!
And vice versa
My butt really enjoys looking at women

Someday there’ll be a thread on here about flat-chested men!

Flat chested women?
Yes please

What is god?
A good idea

Gia you win a point every time you make me get up and turn the computer on and look up a word on my iTunes

Like now
Piano concerto #24 in C minor
Wolfgang mozart

While crossing Cresheim creek, Lady Nikita’s Tikkup was behaving SO badly that the Lord himself came down upon her and LO, he turned her into a bearded red dragon.

Feet
Clouds
Hermes

Wow that’s really cute Gia
I guess you’re training her to be as tough and independent as her mother
By the way you finally made a mistake
I said shoes but not boots
That’s okay it’s understandable

Anyway
Oh!
I got one…
“Walking man”
By James Taylor

(A song which I can sing so well you’d really think James Taylor was there)

Once there was a cute little green snake named Adam who was coiled about a delicious Granny Smith apple when suddenly the muse Terpsichore grabbed him and gobbled him up!

Cerberus
Chocolate
Atmosphere

With fire-like spells of command

Brave Harris reclined with his newlywed wife,
the fair, flaxen-haired Merri-Jean,
together they spoke of a soft, happy life,
planned each step of their future without any strife;
they surely ignored Castle Fein.

“Oh, Harris,” she cried as she looked at the moon,
“I shall treasure you truly, so true,
that if ever my love for you waxes jejune.
or if ever my heart starts to stray, just as soon,
you must kiss my white neck ‘til I’m blue.”

They laughed and they loved through that summertime year
then the Don, he brought on a world war.
Brave Harris enlisted and trained in grunt’s gear,
they sent him to Iraq as combat engineer -
Sweet Merri-Jean began to grow sore.

Then one night, a cruel winters night,
Merri-Jean had her first real nightmare:
she saw the gray castle far off to the right;
she came to approach it despite her great fright;
an owl hoots to her left - she is there.

Over the moat and past buttresses high,
the air soon grew foul with decay;
she crept through a small, secret door which was nigh,
past flambeaus and cobwebs - she thought she would die!
At last she came to where Count Fein lay.

She looks on his face with a morbid delight;
her eyes were aglow with despair.
Count Fein was a thousand years old on this night.
The prophecy said she’d be there - it was right!
Merri-Jean became lost in his stare.

But the Count was invested in chivalrous code -
he gave her one chance to withdraw;
but it was she who was lambent, who so ghastly glowed;
it was she who on him her honor bestowed -
Outside croaks the raven in awe.

Nothing of heaven or earth could have prepared
poor Merri-Jean for that horror bed;
red, dancing demons and green eidolon scared
her wits from her brain as her bosom she bared:
she soon came to wish she were dead.

Count Fein had his way but he wanted her blood;
he’d let her keep fresh for a while;
he sent her to stay in the dark dungeon crud
where she lived among worms and slept in the mud,
but things were about to turn vile.

On the night that the cold winter moon, glowing green,
eclipsed interstellar waves,
the planets aligned with fair earth in between;
auroras and haloes and glories were seen -
and Brave Harris returned from the graves!

He found her with blind and watery eyes -
dead senses tuned-in to despair;
he wanted to give her a special surprise,
while swarming with flesh-eating maggots and flies -
from behind he came… reached for her hair…

But Look! Into the room leaps the Vamp,
with fire-like spells fo command!
Brave Harris attacks to defend his blonde tramp
who watches the fight in dim light from the lamp:
the newlywed dead makes his brave stand.

See! Harris fight like a tempest machine!
See! His eyes dripping with goo!
And Harris the Brave defeated Count Fein!
Gave out a great shriek, then grabbed Merri-Jean -
chewed on her neck ‘til she was blue.

Since then, ghouls haunt the Count’s castle grounds,
Two ghosts, in fact, share his dark night:
Harris the Brave spins his wife round and round
as they dance to where all of our horrors are found,
to the pale winter Goshawk’s delight.

It makes me feel like I’m there

Good morning Gia
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Paul Simon

Loose Lucy
Grateful Dead

I like your word choices
Short and deep and concise

I’m binge watching
“Last of the Summer Wine”
The longest running sit-com in history
Right now I’m on season 9
Episode “the heavily reinforced bottom”

Yes night of the demon was excellent
But my favorite horror movie is still
“The Call of Cluthulu”
By the master of horror
Howard Philip Lovecraft

The ring was pretty good too

“Hold! Monsters”
Gilbert and Sullivan

Once Gia and her boyfriend Tom Cruise decided to become vegetarian their spicy sexual adventures became so intense that she needed waterproof sheets to protect her from his enormous sperm showers.

Hermione
Wand
Exhausted

Running out of those cheap stinky cigars

Associated Press, 1/20/2025- Washington D.C.- president-elect Trump announced that he would be launching ten nuclear ICBM’s at China as a direct consequence of their military war-games around Taiwan, and made the suggestion that all Americans were to construct blanket-forts immediately and to begin singing the national anthem.

Soil
Fire-crackers
Lactation