It's a hell of a thing, neglecting a weblog. It's also a hell of a thing leaving up a final post entitled Weiner Delight for a fortnight or so, but I suppose that's neither here nor there. The there, as it were, is my habituation to breaking and entering on this site, when I am roused to shame Key Monroe into posting.
I understand from the nomenclatura that she is busy, like a bee, completing her broker's course. Unlike the bee, however, I don't believe pollenation is involved. Or be it? I, for one, would love to be able to flit from social circumstance to social circumstance, my only legacy the sporage, the fecund inseminatuation I would achieve by dragging my legs all over every thing in sight, impregnating it. That is lazy sex, I tell ya. Leave it to the insects.
Velociman out, destroying friendships one post at a time. It's what I do.
If that won't bring her out, nothing will!!!
Posted by: Lisa W. at January 21, 2007 10:17 PMIf a certified Velociman post - replete, as they will be, with fitty-cent words and sexual imagery of the basest kind - does not flush out Miss Key from her hidey-hole (heh. He said "hole"), then nothing will.
Posted by: Elisson at January 22, 2007 09:09 AMgeez. i've been looking for a fitting end for my own blodge. vman, can i send you a password?
Posted by: shoe at January 22, 2007 04:45 PM
I like e-mail.
If I LIKE what you have
to say, I'll even respond.
keymonroe at gmail dot com
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