If you thought they smelled bad, you should have tasted them... *snorts* The woman who taught me, mad old baggage by the name of Homily, she used to say if it didn't reek, it wasn't doing you any good.
These days there's definitely less stink in my life. Be nice if I could work something other than George the Happy Glow-Ball. Even if he is a hit at Silver. Which reminds me, you owe me a rain check for clubbing.
*blinks* You lost me there, Pixie. The Homily I know is a mad old Earth Mother type living somewhere in the Cotswolds these days. And definitely isn't a Wisdom.
And no ballet. She's more into that naked dancing to celebrate Spring and the rest of it.
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These days there's definitely less stink in my life. Be nice if I could work something other than George the Happy Glow-Ball. Even if he is a hit at Silver. Which reminds me, you owe me a rain check for clubbing.
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does she do ballet too?
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And no ballet. She's more into that naked dancing to celebrate Spring and the rest of it.
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And I don't think Rom does ballet either. ;)
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Pete doing ballet in his rumpled suit, cigarette hanging out his mouth has just broken my brain all week. ALL WEEK! aaarrr!