hrmm... asfd routes through London... how amazing. Fancy that. Waltham Park in fact... and smillieboy also uses it.. dont think he's in rome or arizona either. Never know tho'.
oh come off it... nobody is bullying anyone. I love it when new people come on, and Im willing to talk to anyone... but I dont like it when someone takes others for a fool. If this young lady could just pick a persona and stick to it instead of coming on here and announcing pregnancies, abusive pasts, trips to japan and rome, then maybe we could start having genuine conversations.
If not, then whats the point? Come on gal, lets have the real you. It's not so scary in here, we can start again if you come at us with the truth... come on...
I haven't had a drink Flash! I'm just having fun :) Liana advised me to stop being so stiff a few weeks ago and I realised she was right. Now I get accused of being drunk - can't win!
And to answer your query to the best of my admittedly sadly lacking ability, NTL tags seem to vary from time to time. Maybe they re-direct the traffic in times of maintenance. As I've said many times before, it's not wise to think that tracing addresses is foolproof, cos it ain't, unless you're jesus christ, and we all know your several billion down the line from him.
What a lovely topic. If you are having bra sizes, what are the chances of the men revealing the size of their...feet. *nips off looking for tape measure*
Yes, for mammary, -gazing males (or females, for that matter, I guess) the objects of speculation require only a minimum of effort. Those interested in the male of the species are forced to create all types of hypothetical measurement comparisons, and (not speaking from experience or anything) are often let down by this particular 'science'...
*ahem!*
*fidgets uncomfortably*
Glad to hear that you came clean. Now ... welcome to abc. Really. And remember, the swishing cloak and magnifying glass reveals all eventually.
I'm off to bed with a glass of wine and a copy of Dorian Grey. It's late. I'm three hours ahead of you lot in London.
*grins*
Night all.
Ha! Thy Lady Archergirl is seldom offended (except, perhaps, by some of Missi's more otherworldly tirades...) ;-)
Protest? Moi?
*flutters eyelashes coquettishly*
If I might remind you, the subject was 'bra size'; it doesn't take a great stretch of imagination to reach the conclusion that we aren't discussing geo-politics.
And that's _Ms._ Bird, to you.
*flits off to alight somewhere else*
A Spring Air (Amazing Blondel)
Verse 1
Spring is here, the days grow long,
Skies are clear now Winter's gone
and dreams of love approach reality.
The once bare boughs of lilac trees
are haunted now by honey bees
and all the world exudes vitality.
Chorus
Weather's fine, leaves are green
buds start blossoming, air feels clean
and young hearts fancies turn to love
and young hearts fancies turn to love.
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