I'm not a great fan of the Summer because it makes people
unseemly happy and for no great reason.People you are after
seeing all Winter traipsing about with pusses like Celine Dion
suddenly have springs in their steps and idiotic grins on their
faces.
It would churn your stomach to see couples walking about,
hand-in-hand,smiling inanely at each other.Even worse are
the families with one of those stupid looking go-fast buggies
with the wheel out in front like a Chopper in Easy Rider. No,
it suits me better when everyone is just as miserable as me.
As far as I can see,the only good thing about Summer is that
you can use butter (real butter) without resorting to a hammer
and chisel.
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- Contrary in morning, Sullen in afternoon, Impossible in evening
24 comments:
Bah humbug all round to day then.
I love Summer - I can fold away my winter woollies and step out braless in flimsy dresses with no stockings and frivolous strappy shoes. Freedom!
Sexy, I'm saving for a Diane Von Furstenburg wrap dress especially for my holiday in July. There isn't an inch of space to go wrong in it, but my God the shape!
Yeah,that too,o.k.,strapless bits and no stockings but apart from that,bah,humbug.
For a moment there I thought you'd said pussies like Celine Dion. I'd run a mile.
Footsie, is that a good thing?!
AB? What about swimming and girls in string bikinis?
Don't know about you're area, but round here the heat and humidity can get so high that people get MORE miserable than winter.
FMC - A Diane von Furstenburg is perfect for a night of seduction, one gentle pull on the side bow and he has you unwrapped and ready!
Dangerous when in drunken company, though!
I agree with the wimmin. The climate is so shit in Scotland that when it IS warm, the women rake out nice flimsy stuff to wear. I wish you hadn't said that stuff about FMC's dress SexyBeauty, I'm jammed in under my desk now.
Observer colour supplement, hydraulic actuators, titanium billets, that's better, thrust, piston rams, oh shite, nooooooo.
O.K.,so we have Diane von Furstenburg dresses,skimpy bikinis,flimsy stuff and no stockings (or tights)AND soft butter,but other than that......
Large Pimms, barbecues, outdoor concerts, Henley, Glyndebourne, Ascot, tennis, picnics in the park, strawberries, beaches, sand in your toes...............
Screw the flimsy clothing... there's no mystery to all that... I prefer autumn when it's not so cold as to require eskimo suits but not warm enough for bloody flip-flops and acres of flesh. During the autumn months the need to keep covered is carefully balanced by the need to look good and the result is often clothing which hugs and accentuates the figure without actually revealing it. That, to me, is way more sexy... just wondering what lies beneath that tight sweater... and are those tights or stockings? So even if I don't get to find out I still have hours of fun speculating in my own mind...
Jeez, I sound like a right fucking perv...
Binty, I guess if you've been out East for some time you've had enough of scantily clad female bodies with their "me love you long time, Binty" mantra. There are lotsa guys who would change places with you!
Oh Binty...ahhaahhaa. Sure maybe if you saw my mother is shorts and a tank top, but not a fit body. So cute.
No, seriously... felt the same way back in blighty. Mind you, seeing mounds of flesh gone blue and pimply on those stupid tarts who go out wearing next to nothing in the middle of January might have played a part in all that. But even a fit body can look so much sexier when covered, especially if the covering nicely accentuates that fitness...
Why not just get a fridge with a butter conditioner?
'Butter conditioner'? Fucking hell!
I think Marlon Brando used to have one of those!
Wasn't that "butter fingers"?
...eeeeeeeeeeeee....., wait, kissy kissy.....eeeeeeeeeeee
Barnes, todo bien contigo?
Tan bueno como con usted, animal doméstico ,xx ,once again,heartfelt congratulations.
yes well, well have to see about that. Gad you're dandy though dear heart.
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