Dear Heather,
Thanks for getting back to me, and I really appreciate your honesty. In fact, I probably shouldn't be typing this, but your tart frankness kinda turns me on. Kinda riles me up. Kinda gets me hot and bothered. I could go on. So, if you ever change your mind, you know where to find me. I got a full-body latex suit and a riding crop already oiled up and waiting to go.
xoxoxo,
Rod Stewart
Starbucks and the Genie
4 years ago
13 comments:
Oh, you are just so WRONG!
*shudder*
Thou doth protest too much, Heather. The sexual tension is palpable.
Ew. Srsly.
To-night's the night....
It's gonna be al-right....
'Cause I love ya girl...
Ain't no-body gonna- stop us now...
No, Rod. Just, no. Let it go, man.
Wow. Poor Heather...
I dunno Heather. I kinda think you should go for it.
LOL....I think all of you are mentally ill... but OMG, that's funny!! Gotta say though...I'm with Heather on this one... Eeewww
Hmm, Rod is sounding sexier and sexier to me. Is that weird?
It's the way he moves those hips.
O/O: *sniffling* Yeah...
Jules: I think YOU should. Ooh, burn!
W/T: How did you find out? That's been a closely held secret. By the Shriners. For centuries.
Shopgirl: Well, you DO like Jason Schwartzman...
Hellbrain: Elvis, he is not.
Tell the truth, you really have the hots for my "Brullet" (British mullet). That and my BIG nose.
And your spandex pants and charcoal voice. Oh yeah. I love all of those things about you. And by "love" I mean "loathe intensely."
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