Kat loves setting me up for the comic fall...and I love her for it. She KNEW I'd screw that up six ways from Sunday, and still pie-r-squared dared me. Ah well, I don't mind being the comic foil for ya, kat. If I can lighten your load by making a complete ass of myself—well, it's worth it. Sometimes ya gotta take one for the team.

Har! You have to get on there and say "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!" You sound exactly like that guy!

Ugh, ugh, ugh Maverik! Michael Keaton voice, mos def. Pretty darn good. I especially liked the rant at the beginning. I know a lot of carpenters who feel the same. And on that podium, exactly where do you hook up the electricals for female politicians?

Nice job, Kat.

Gee whiz, Beav! I disappear for 12 hours to build some crap—and ya talk about me. Heh! Now, Kat; I'm 6'4", 220 lbs. I'm carrying enough body fat to make a package of Hamburger Helper. I've got calluses on my large hands as big as dimes. When I grab your foot, is it the grip of a gentle, but wild animal? And what a foot fetish I embrace.  I like to rub hot oil on my woman's feet. Pull off the shoe and massage away the days impact. I enjoy squeezing and pulling, and engulfing soft, feminine flesh with my hands.

Now:

are those grunting noises going to disqualify me in the arena of man/woman joining?

HAR! They might not, but the constant sluice of one-liners always ruins the moment.

Kitty Kat, isn't Dill going to be jealous if you start flirting with Scrib?

mishmont wrote:

Kitty Kat, isn't Dill going to be jealous if you start flirting with Scrib?

Yeah, you evil bitch. 

kat nove wrote:

mishmont wrote:

Kitty Kat, isn't Dill going to be jealous if you start flirting with Scrib?

Hell, Greg and I have been flirting since before I knew Dill, right Greg?

No fair, how come you get two?  Next I suppose you'll go after ShermE and Bobby, and who knows how many of the adorable newbies.


(May I have Scott?)

kat nove wrote:

mishmont wrote:

(May I have Scott?)

Scott is hot!  See, I told everyone I'm the world's worst poet.  But with his permission, I give him to you.  Har!  Poor Scott.  I barely know him, but he seems like a great guy.  Oh, and sometimes I flirt with Mitch.  Don't deny it, Mitch.  Remember the banana?

Wait just a minute here--what do you mean poor Scott?  I'm pretty hot myself   Wait 'til you see me in a Corra pose!

However, he looks pretty pure even though he is a musician and another kind of artist, photog or painter I think.

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Well aren't you going to be so jealous again this year? -- Mitch and I get to cozy up again this Thanksgiving.


Except for the small detail that his wife and daughter would come barreling down the street, dashing into Starbucks and dragging me in the rain to a mud wrestling contest in which I have to defend my gold belt buckle.

kat nove wrote:

I'm almost inclined to shave my legs.

Does that mean I have to shave mine?

mishmont wrote:

kat nove wrote:

mishmont wrote:

(May I have Scott?)

Scott is hot!  See, I told everyone I'm the world's worst poet.  But with his permission, I give him to you.  Har!  Poor Scott.  I barely know him, but he seems like a great guy.  Oh, and sometimes I flirt with Mitch.  Don't deny it, Mitch.  Remember the banana?

Wait just a minute here--what do you mean poor Scott?  I'm pretty hot myself   Wait 'til you see me in a Corra pose!

However, he looks pretty pure even though he is a musician and another kind of artist, photog or painter I think.

Are we bidding on Scott? 'Cause I'll throw some money down...   

Ha!

You can't just claim him! He's already mine, and I, being generous, am willing to share.

LOL. Likely his wife will win. She got her dibs in way before us.