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I would have just used ice, not ice water

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JOTD: You possess a mind not merely twisted, but actually sprained.

What do you mean "older"? You are not older. You are younger.

Good thing you used ice water BTW. Saves the icecubes for my scotch!

why...they take 8 years to take the water out and you put it in againe that is a crime that is

It is a matter of taste, really. As is talking to a saint that is an old acquaintance of Mr. D himself...

Hay you leave my friend out of this

*Fishes the ice cubes out of Pierce's whiskey because she knows where they've been!*

Here Bob...have a fresh whiskey!

Pierce dear! Your trousers seem to be a bit soggy!

*Produces a turbo hairdryer, puts it on an extra hot setting and directs the blast at Pierce's wet trousers which start to steam*

*The door opens and a glow of fier is seen though it..outlined in the is a middle aged man in a fancy evening sute*
{Mr D}
some one menchand me!!

I hope this isn't someone after a cut and blow dry!

Who in his right mind would want a dry blow job?

ROFL!!!

Well, most people start of wet but all the blowing usually makes them dry...eventually!

{Miss D}
LMFO

Hi Miss D!

*Wicked grin*

Unless they're using hot oil of course! ;-P

{Miss D}
wouldent that be kind of painfull?

But of course! I'm always beating poor old Pierce up (throwing stuff at him, over him or on him)! He sort of expects it of me now!

Miss D, please explain LMFO?

Gwennie is right, you know. I get ticks just approaching a screen by now - even me old telly...

*Gives Pierce an affectionate whack on the head and passes him some tranquillisers*

I'm training him in the arts of S&M in the truth be told!

Guess it is that time again then *starts spanking a squealing Gwennie* Let's see now, our record was 15 hours of continually spanking, was it not?

*Has a feeling of déjà vu sneak up on her again and doesn't warn Pierce that she has a sheet of asbestos down the back of her jeans*

Your hand will give out before my backside dearest!

*As she's bent over Pierce's knees, Gwennie takes the opportunity to tie his shoe laces to his wooden leg*

First: I'll have you know that I never use laces - always loafers

Secondly: I am spanking you with the hook...

*Starts to feel pain and thinks that Pierce is a dirty rotter for wearing loafers*

Ouch! Ohh!

Okay! What ever it is for, I'm very, very, sorry!