Hello there ma'am, I believe your cat (insert a different word with sexual connotations) has managed to find it's way on to my property. I therefore have no choice but to claim it as my own. I do apologise.

You're stealing my pussy?!

As I say, I do apologise, but it's mine now.

In other news, how's the weather? England's has done the British-effect and turned to complete shite.

Con you pimp...

Sounds fun.
Australia's done the Aussie-Effect and turned pretty shite too. Hot, humid and, a fuck load of annoying.

Naice, nearly the complete opposite sides of the scale. Never a perfect middle ground in these areas. Lame.

Meh. I love the cold. Like, LOVE LOVE the cold. I have no idea how the fuck i ended up in one of the hottest places of Earth...

I can't stand heat. I love the cold. You can wrap up against the cold but you can't do fuck all about the warm, just gotta sit there and sweat it out.

Or, you could risk swimming or whatnot. But, in the end, you'll probably end up being boiled alive anyway.

As the water slowly heats up to a boiling temperature and you become a dedication to lobsters everywhere on behalf of humans.

This plan is in action. Now we need to submit our idea to the Nobel... people. Any idea how we go about doing that? Hey, the woman always gets dibs on top/bottom, in my book. ;o

GASP! You whore... How many other women have you devised an awesome religious study on cows and souls with?!

None. Ever. In my life. >.>'' How many men have you sat atop the shoulders of?!

Do dead ones count?

...yes.

Then.... One.

Ad not including dead ones?

None. But, to be fair. The dead one was a rhino.

I guess he got pretty

*puts on sunglasses*

Aroused.

YEAAAHHHHHHHHH.

We both did.

Makes sense, a giant horn between your legs, a lovely Aussie atop his shoulders.

I'm not Australian, but, i take that compliment and promise to pleasure myself to it tonight!

Makes sense, a giant horn between your legs, a lovely English-gone-to-Australian-women atop his shoulders.

Does the edit make it any more/less worthy of being pleasured to?

More worthy. That's JUST how i like it.

Well then, there's your comment. Enjoy it.

Mmmmm. This makes me moist.

Seriously. I dropped my drink and well...

Don't worry, I'm sure you'll dry off eventually.

I... i passed out. Sorry man...

That's pretty darned impressive. No need to apologise though. ;o

Heh. It's a skill.

Shhhh, Little man! I have heard that somewhere before, What is KSHS?

Kesteven and Sleaford High School, one of the schools in my town. ;o You wouldn't live around the area would you? o.O

No. I live in Australia now. Although, i am from Doncaster originally...

And now I officially hate you. I've always wanted to go to, let alone live in, Australia. ;T

I'm a pale red-headed pom living in one of the hottest places in the world.

I'm afraid to walk outside at daytime in case i combust!

I'm a quarter Irish dirty-blonde haired easily-burned kid living in the WARMEST PLACE IN THE ENTIRE United Kingdom, so I'm alright to go out.

Lol. Oh daylight... how i miss the fun we used to have together!

Ahh, you're not missing out on much over here. Day time is very near as dark as night time again. Clouds and whatnot.

Sounds like an orgasm wrapped in orgasm. Where do i sign up?

In my pants. There's no pen available though. Or paper for that matter.

Well. That's quite disappointing.

Yeah. I'll have to resolve that problem. Will a pencil and card do the trick?

For you, sir, stabbing me in the hand and forcing me to write in my own blood on your bare foot would do the trick.

Now see, I would make you do that, but I'm afraid your blood might stain my foot. So I'll settle for pencil/card. Enjoy your orgasm wrapped in orgasm.

Sweet. It's a deal.

How do you want it delivered?

Messenger pigeon, my good man.

It has been sent, and should arrive with the year.

Most excellent.

Thread ran out... And, You sir was the one that started talking to me!
Good night sunshine, sleep well.

It seems we've been talking for a couple of hours now. In multiple places. It's kinda funny actually, I woulda left FJ by now if you hadn't started talking to me. ;o