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Saturday, December 17, 2016
Your Sillies and Restless Legs
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Restless Leg Syndrome
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Collage of YOUR Comments: My Merchant Marine Minute Man, Finale?
Dear
Friends, I’m closing this chapter with a mix of some of YOUR recent comments
and some final text messages between me and Troy. Sorry if you don’t find your
comments below, but that’s because they were too reasonable.
Troy: What if I should desire a little
more?
Robyn: You know where to find me, babe. xo
L. Diane Wolfe
said...Come on - tab A
into slot B. Make it happen.
Troy: I like a cute, witty, sexy woman.
What to do? Xoxo
Empty Nest Insider said...Do
you remember Gene Wilder and the sheep in the Woody Allen movie?
Stephen Hayes said...Swallowing it isn't the problem.
Robyn:
Ah,
thank you my handsome merchant marine. Wink. xo
Troy: At winery. Thinking about you a bit. It’s all
good!! xoxo
IT (aka Ivan Toblog) said...There's
nothing wrong with being an alcoholic, unless you drink, too.
Robyn: Let me know if you can squeeze me
in, or squeeze into me, before you leave. =) xoxo
Pat Hatt
said...damn, hopefully some
stamina came due.
Alex J. Cavanaugh said...I
really shouldn't read this stuff first thing in the morning...
Jacquelineand....said…You
need chocolate. Lots of it.
Troy: Of course, just held hostage by job.
Waiting for itinerary. Frustrating!
Elizabeth Seckman said...I
just want you to know- I can't even find my underwear because I have yet to
unpack from vacation (see, you thought I was going to be naughty!)
Robyn:
It’ll come, babe. Anyway, I’m fading. Sweet dreams. xxoo
CWMartin
said…Better to sleep with
mom's undies than with MOM.
Ruth
said...Matt's mom is gonna
wonder where all her panties are.
Pat Tillett
said... They are full of
semen, or is that seamen. Or is it both?
Theresa Mahoney
said...I only like hot and
spicy in one area of my life.
Optimistic Existentialist said...Was
he on a date with the soup??
Troy: I like the way you are.
Robyn: Really dude? Afraid
to say the three little words: I like you?! I like you too.
A Beer For The Shower said... The
three worst words a guy can ever hear in bed: "Is it in?" The three
worst words a girl could ever hear in bed. "I'm not sure."
Yvonne
said...I feel your pain.
I' ve been in the "where'd it go?" dilemma before.
JoJo
said...Bow chica bow bow!!!!!!
Just thought I'd add some porno-like music to the story.
Since Troy left, I haven’t heard from him. Clearly, it’s over for now. He won’t return for three more months. Is it over for good? Your guess is probably better than mine. So what do you think?
P.S.
Thank you, Elizabeth Seckman, for the girl-talk, pj parties and Mai Tais with little pink umbrellas.
Finally, thanks to Debra at She WhoSeeks for this graphic:
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