Ext User(Blue Heeler)
21-12-2007, 05:13 PM
The field is yours at least for a while.
You see I'm about to hop into an aeroplane I neither own, nor pretend
to own (in fact Mr Jetstar owns it) to go home for Christmas in Cairns.
Tomorrow i have to do a few things like get to know our dogs again, fix
the mower and a few other small bits and pieces that crop up when you
aren't home for a while.
Then my partner and I will be going out to dinner.
So I won't get to see whatever delightful word salad you produce for my
delectation until late Sunday or even Monday.
But never mind, we both know it will not contain any proof and i doubt
you have the capacity to come up with any new variations of your
bleating evasions, you just aren't good enough with words - itself
another pointer to the extreme unlikeliness that anyone has *ever* paid
you to produce them.
But, we can live in hope, perhaps if all three of your alter egos hold
hands inside your head, you might come up with something new.
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You see I'm about to hop into an aeroplane I neither own, nor pretend
to own (in fact Mr Jetstar owns it) to go home for Christmas in Cairns.
Tomorrow i have to do a few things like get to know our dogs again, fix
the mower and a few other small bits and pieces that crop up when you
aren't home for a while.
Then my partner and I will be going out to dinner.
So I won't get to see whatever delightful word salad you produce for my
delectation until late Sunday or even Monday.
But never mind, we both know it will not contain any proof and i doubt
you have the capacity to come up with any new variations of your
bleating evasions, you just aren't good enough with words - itself
another pointer to the extreme unlikeliness that anyone has *ever* paid
you to produce them.
But, we can live in hope, perhaps if all three of your alter egos hold
hands inside your head, you might come up with something new.
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