November 25, 2003
I am a blog-daddy to many people now, but this one insists on being called my "blog pet." I wanted to call her my Blog Mistress, but she said that I couldn't do that until we had wild, uninhibited monkey-sex together.
I am willing to do that anytime she wishes, but she keeps turning me down. I've been brushing my teeth, using mouthwash, bathing daily and slapping deoderant in my armpits, too. I just don't understand what is wrong. Maybe it's the beard that puts her off.
Certain people in the blogosphere already belive that we DID IT, so... why not make it the truth? C'mon, darlin.' I'm willing if YOU are.
Acidman, you are SO cute when you beg.
DANG!! I never thought I'd see the Acidman begging!! HA!
Oh Alright, I guess that I could live with either term of endearment now that you've run a full disclaimer.
And we'll make good on the rumors just AS SOON and as we are AVAILABLE at the same time! How about that?! (The chin scruff is fine.)
I appreciate the Acid-bath! ---Guess I'd better go write something now. ; )
(Excuse my over-conjunctionness.)
My goodness, while Acidman is trying to get past the zipper in Key's bluejeans, Geoffrey is forging ahead in the sexiest blogger poll 35% to Acidman's 10%. Could it have anything to do with Geoffrey's package picture?
Of COURSE it is!
Acidman's going to have to put "up" if he wants to beat Geoff! ;)
That picture was Photoshopped. His package looks like a dick, only smaller.
Bionic Roscoe. Send her the instruction manual. That should do the trick...