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We were lucky enough

...to have an unexpected visit from Nooma yesterday. She's been a bit of a hermit lately. We ate apple crumble, watched a video of The Death Slide (I may have to post the video on the web, so that the true carnage can be appreciated), and watched slugs having sex on the garden path. A fab time was had.


Now, my flatmate's boyfriend (The Friendly Fisherman) won her a cuddly toy rabbit in a raffle. My flatmate already owns an actual rabbit. Her boyfriend decided to tease the rabbit by vibrating the toy, and seeing if he took the bait. He certainly did. Ten seconds of frantic humping later, and he jizzed on the cuddly toy's head (that is to say, the rabbit did). Here is a picture of the inanimate temptress, posing provocatively on a carrom board :



She was definitely asking for it. The little slut.


Tickled by this tale, Nooma asked The Friendly Fisherman for a repeat performance. After a moment's waggling, the rabbit was back at it again, thrusting like the rocket in the old Spectrum game 'Thrust'. Well, he is a rabbit, after all. Everyone was struck by the hilarity of this. Nooma chided The Friendly Fisherman for being "cruel", as he didn't allow the rabbit to finish the job. I think she just wanted to see the mess. She is deliciously sick.


I only have a month to make the most of her company before she fucks off for another six.


She wants to buy me a present in return for giving her my mosquito net, but doesn't know what. I don't know what either. What should I ask for ?

27.9.04 10:53
 


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(27.9.04 10:54)
you could ask her if she wants to play bunnies.


(27.9.04 11:01)
Having seen the ten-second spuzz machine in action, I think I'd like our games to be a little more protracted. Mind you, whilst the unnatural union was going on, Nooma did seem to be lapin it up (sorry...).


(27.9.04 11:02)
yep...bunny game i think!
like doctors and nurses but fluffier!


(27.9.04 11:05)
You could ask for her hand in marriage.
The rabbit thing is sick. I've got all kinds of images in my head now. Urgghghggh


(27.9.04 11:20)
Sick, sick and sick.
Kleenex springs to mind.


(27.9.04 11:33)
Go Monday morning depravity.


(27.9.04 16:03)
Ask her for a Christmas stocking, full of goodies.


(27.9.04 17:15)
What a charming suggestion. I'm not sure that one can be topped.

Actually, maybe the Star Wars *and* Spaced boxed sets would top that. But that would just be greedy. After all, I am only giving her a holey rag that smells repellant to insects (and also, might I add, humans).


(27.9.04 17:18)
Ask for one afternoon of her precious time before she leaves and take her for a picnic, discuss the wonders of Bruce Willis and bunny grout and make her miss you all the time she's away.


(27.9.04 18:25)
20Six got soul.


(28.9.04 12:22)
A 'special cuddle'. Obviously.

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