GOOD GRACIOUS ME! I do declare with certainty I'm direly and wantonly infected with a Nic induced LTE!
Out of this mess I cannot see Oh Nicky, dear Nicky Won't you please take pity
On a vixen who hails From Chi-town city? For I sorley confess I need your personal antidote For my loin twitching malady
Nic...You can ply me with elixers, herbs and then I'd gladly join you in Midford's dungeonly den We'd do what we'd do and then.... finally I'd find some sweet relief from my LTE!
-- Edited by TripleB at 20:17, 2007-09-22
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LTE reminds me of the comedy song Goodness Gracious Me!
GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME Peter Sellers & Sophia Loren
Her: Oh doctor, I'm in trouble. Him: Well, goodness gracious me. Her: For every time a certain man Is standing next to me. Him: Mmm? Her: A flush comes to my face And my pulse begins to race, It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: Oh! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Him: Well, goodness gracious me.
Him: How often does this happen? When did the trouble start? You see, my stethoscope is bobbing To the throbbing of your heart. Her: What kind of man is he To create this allergy? It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: Oh! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Him: Well, goodness gracious me.
Him: From New Delhi to Darjeeling I have done my share of healing, And I've never yet been beaten or outboxed, I remember that with one jab Of my needle in the Punjab How I cleared up beriberi And the dreaded dysentery, But your complaint has got me really foxed. Her: Oh.
Her: Oh doctor, touch my fingers. Him: Well, goodness gracious me. Her: You may be very clever But however, can't you see, My heart beats much too much At a certain tender touch, It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: I like it! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Him: Well, goodness gracious me.
Him: Can I see your tongue? Her: Aaah. Him: Nothing the matter with it, put it away please. Her: Maybe it's my back. Him: Maybe it is. Her: Shall I lie down? Him: Yes. Her: Ahhh...
Him: My initial diagnosis Rules out measles and thrombosis, Sleeping sickness and, as far as I can tell, Influenza, inflammation, Whooping cough and night starvation, And you'll be so glad to hear That both your eyeballs are so clear That I can positively swear that you are well, Ja-ja, ja-ja-ja-ja.
Her: Put two and two together, Him: Four, Her: If you have eyes to see, The face that makes my pulses race Is right in front of me. Him: Oh, there is nothing I can do For my heart is jumping too. Both: Oh, we go boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Her: Goodness gracious, Him: How audacious! Her: Goodness gracious, Him: How flirtatious! Her: Goodness gracious, Him: It is me. Her: It is you? Him: Ah, I'm sorry, it is us. Both: Ahhh!
Midford Castle would be THE perfect place for role-play. I was thinking.... I'm sure I have a few amazing dresses and corsetts packed away from my 'goth' days, I'll have to get them out again! Ooooohh the imagination's beginning to run riot!!!
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I can do ample cleavage! (o)(o)...''ooohhh Sir Nicolas, you're such a naughty boy!'' It's a well known fact in merry olde England that the Lord of the manor and the squire 'take' the occasional serving gal! Hee hee!
Wouldn't it be a blast to do some 'role-playing' in Midford Castle?
Ya know....lots of "Yes, M'Lord" "Whatever you wish, M'Lord" "How can I please you, M'Lord"? sorta thing, all the while bowing deeply to show off your ample cleavage in a wench's costume!
Or.....how about some playacting in a dark dungeon filled with leather, collars and other 'bondage' bits? LOL!
Go easy....Go easy....Go easy Girls!
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