Yeah, I know it's too early for a yuletide pic, but
this hot babe remarked on my resemblance to Santa
due to my Buster Meryfield-type beard. "Well, sit on
my knee and you can tell me what you want for Christmas"
I quipped. "Ho ho ho" she responded and we both laughed.
Just as well she's not some nippy feminist determined to
paint me in a bad light, isn't it? What am I saying?
Such twisted women don't exist - do they?

2 comments:
Kid, Merry Christmas to you, this summery July. I bet you wish she was your personal carer? I know I would!
She only has eyes for me, AAW. And she's desperate to sit on my knee.
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