I knew you were kidding. So was I. But I had just asked the same question to Sugar, quite seriously. It was tongue-in-cheek. :P Still, one has to admire the comedic irony of heifer gal popping in right on cue! XD
You're such a sweet talker, darlin'. How about you quit calling me a heifer though and leave the cows in the paddock where they belong.
It was good timing. I puckered my asshole up out of reflex.
No, I most certainly would not be surprised. And yes, of course you must allude to the fact that you might possibly be willing to go that far, to support the lame, life-sucking, ego-supporting, hulk of a narrative you have going on, in which you fantas...
You have such admirable instincts.
I was scared. Self preservation and all. :p
Ah yes, fantasies of serial killing. Where would I be without those... I'm a lover, not a fighter, baby. Wanna play?
What would you prefer me to call you... phoney pants? Liar, liar, DELUSIONAL pants on fire? You were going on earlier about the Kindergarden theme, here. :P
No. Never. You are so not my type.
You can call me that if you like, lol. The kindergarten theme fits. Just look at you... playing in the sandbox. Fun, isn't it.