Can the adults please smoke? — Page 234

Sleazy is so much more fun. I'm so very over having liaisons at the four seasons - Motel 35 sounds so much more Thelma and Louise. Boobs, you'll bring Brad Pitt along, right?

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NY - yes, but it is, as you say, "TOO MUCH!"

Brad Pitts already in my trunk BT. He's such a sissy...wouldn't come along peacefully. Had to give hime a Monday morning spanking.

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Have a fun afternoon, everyone. I have to go...well, work!

Enjoy the photos and motels and high heels and satin sheets and whatever else we all conjured up this morning. (What was in the coffee?!)

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BT, it's quite the sacrifice, however, I have to keep my Boobs happy, now, don't I?

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Rath,
You just give and give and give. I'm in awe of your generosity. Boobs is lucky to have found you. Taking Jen off our hands is the nicest thing anyone has done for me in quite some time...

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Just one more thing before I go...something about this thread today made me think of this song...one of my favorites by Billy Joel...

Now we take our time, so nonchalant
And spend our nights so bon vivant
We dress our days in silken robes
The money comes
The money goes
We know it's all a passing phase

We light our lamps for atmosphere
And hang our hopes on chandeliers
We're going wrong, we're gaining weight
We're sleeping long and far too late
And so it's time to change our ways
But I've loved these days

Now as we indulge in things refined
We hide our hearts from harder times
A string of pearls, a foreign car
Oh we can only go so far
On caviar and cabernet

We drown our doubts in dry champagne
And soothe our souls with fine cocaine
I don't know why I even care
We'll get so high and get nowhere
We'll have to change our jaded ways
But I've loved these days

So before we end and then begin
We'll drink a toast to how it's been
A few more hours to be complete
A few more nights on satin sheets
A few more times that I can say
I've loved these days

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Not yet darling.

Talk to everyone later...time for the closing bell.

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gee...just thinking...yesterday this time I was sitting in the dark with Hugh and Matt and Boobs... *sigh*

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I still have memories, right, Rath?!

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CAN I BE THE MAID OF HONOR???

(Or... fine, I'll sing. Whatever.)


Let's plan my wedding! Whee!

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Bobby - you made me almost choke on my pasta salad! That is way too funny

Go ahead, just RUB IT IN that you all get to have fun together, and all I get to do is read about it from afar! Poor pitiful me! I'm just going to have to go sit by the pool some more and have another margarita.