Excellent. I'm glad to hear that. Have a nice meal. Cheers!
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She's great. She kicked the shit out of the swine flu, as i knew she would. It'll take a hell of a lot more than that to bring down a Doelling. So how's your mum and Con doing?
I've met an awful lot of people but no one quite like you yet, hon. But yes, you are correct(again) i haven't met everyone yet.
You're really modest. I happen to think very highly of you but you seem to think of yourself as just average, and you're not.
Yeah, but face it you're still hot.
Yeah. And for just being you, my dear. You're an amazing person and i consider myself very very lucky and honored to have met you.
Yup, and thats why i love you.
I know the feeling. I also know the feeling of holding it for so long that when you finally get the chance to go, you almost piss your pants when you actually see the toilet a few feet away from you.
No time to pee? Fuck that. Now that would be a really good way to fire me up fast.
Next time try calling me.
I'll help ya if you need any, dear.
I can be, although i don't count myself as one. How about these ones:
I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves.
I wish I was your second derivative so I could investigate your concavities.
Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.
Here's a pickup line from a math geek:
"I'm not being obtuse, but you're acute girl."
Good to have you around again, dearest. So what happened today?
Gotcha, sweetness. Have a good day. Cheers!
Have a good evening, love. Cheers!
I can't blame mr. Murphy, though. I'd just about kill to have more time with you.
He actually told you 'stuff you' and hung up on you? If that was Avi i'd kick her ass for that kind of shit.
But here everybody here knows it's 911, and i know a lot of folks that have it programmed into their speed dial(like Avalon does.....just hit zero on her phone and it's calling 911 for you).
So what is it? -
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