Stung by reading yet another bit of thin blather, I turned to The Small Object of Desire and said: "I should become a library consultant. I can write a pile of weak bollocks like this."
"No you can't," she said. "Besides, you're not capable of kissing enough arses to get the work in the first place."
This is easily the sweetest thing she's ever said to me.
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I can lull my victims into a false sense of security, because I am very good at kissing arse... problems arise when I pull their pants up firmly and playfully snap their elastic.
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....leaving a stinging red weal.
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True love prevails....
Ahhhh....
(se? I always do as I'm told.)
Pungent and to the point:)
Not only sweet...but a good observer.
I would like to comment more often but the word verification thing defeats my eyesight.
Apologies.
Very important to know where to draw the (waist) line on arse-kissing
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