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Hello, and welcome to
...Relationship Blog. This week, I shall be making the following entries :
- a thousand words of capering prose, detailing how happy my ladyfriend and I are that we have each other;
- a sonnet describing the parts of my soul that ignite when I gaze into her eyes;
- an exhaustive list of potential children's names;
- digitised works I have recently painted, entitled 'Paradise Found', 'Fuzzy Love', 'Cherished Angel', and 'Fountaining Jubilance';
- links to mp3s of myself and my lady calling each other our respective pet names in baby voices;
- picking my much-beloved fellow-20Sixers' collective brains over where I should be buying a dazzling finger accessory.
All the while my adulating readership can bask in the putrescent glory radiated from my perfect and gratifying newfound kinship, and gather extra delight from the knowledge that it's only going to get better and better, merrier and mushier.
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To date 21 Comment(s)
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(6.7.05 13:30)
Oh good. Make sure you tell us how you cupped her face in your hands when you told her you loved her.
I always like to hear about things like that.
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(6.7.05 13:38)
Tch. You can keep your fountaining jubilance to yourself, young man *flips dazzling finger*
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(6.7.05 13:41)
You can buy glowing rings from Alter Eglow - dazzling finger accessories online.
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(6.7.05 13:42)
Oh bugger the love, what about all that good hard shagging?
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(6.7.05 13:48)
Siffy - don't worry - there will be lots of that; and more, and more; until there is so much mawkish schmaltz, you will undoubtedly throw up your own liver.
The Poog - but it's just so fountainous I want to sing.
'Lo - dat tru ?
Snogis - this is categorically not becoming Relationship Blog, so I may leave that out too.
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(6.7.05 14:12)
i can see your hands entwined on white sheets, fingers grasping as you make mucky man love. like in midday american tv soaps.
actually, i agree with solis, tell us about her tits.
pleasing french curves?
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(6.7.05 14:22)
When it happens, the white curtains in the room flutter delicately on the breeze, as if dancing to the music of our united bodies. Which is weird, because I don't have any curtains.
Her tits, you say ? She has two, each placed upon her chest.
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(6.7.05 14:26)
Do you think he does, solis? Bugger the love, I mean?
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(6.7.05 14:31)
if Mr Squash has bum love we can be all assured that it will be beautiful and elegantly graceful. the nation will be weeping in glory.
the dirty, dirty man.
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(6.7.05 15:23)
I'm not sure why you think I'd be so straight-laced.
Thank you for the confection, Mrs Dale. Although I don't understand why either. Anyway, I thought you weren't taking the breakdancer's name ?
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(6.7.05 16:07)
Who said anything about taking his name? Haven't you heard of Mrs Dale's Diary?
Also, I think what Danzai said was disgusting.
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(6.7.05 16:27)
Oh, I just assumed that as the change of name was timely. And I haven't heard of Mrs Dale's Diary. Does that make me a bad person ?
P.S. I love it when you disapprove.
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(6.7.05 16:40)
I'm keeping my name, it's more interesting than his. How many people do you know called Ms Popov? Mrs Dale wrote some diary in the olden days and they made it into an old radio show, apparently. I don't think it makes you bad per se, but I definitely wrinkle my nose up at your ignorance.
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