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Wednesday, 16 October 2019
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Gorgeous Sybil
ReplyDeleteMakes me dribble
What're me chances
Of a nibble?
Sybil says "Just sod off Steve,
ReplyDeleteguys like you are my pet peeve.
Kid's the man who rings my bell,
and he doesn't kiss and tell."
Aw, you ain't told her about my dream with her and my caber? I had it again last night...there she was teetering atop it, yelling "Och nae Stevie, I'll no let ye toss me off!". "Why're you talking like that, Syb? ", I ejaculated, "You played Stirba, werewolf bitch, not Supergran!". She said that Bill Forsyth's finally making the McTickles movie and she's off to audition. She yelled something about "Up yer kilt!" and I woke up. No more porridge oats for supper for me!
ReplyDeleteShe picked up her Scottish accent from me, HS. Interesting that she has it even in your dreams though. That's your subconscious telling you that she's mine.
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