Comments on: …With a wire brush /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/ Wed, 30 May 2007 22:34:17 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.4.3 By: greenquotebook /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-754 Wed, 30 May 2007 22:34:17 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-754 In reply to bellaland.

Since I’m not sure how to get in touch privately any more, this will have to do. Happy Birthday!

🙂 Andrea

]]> By: bellaland /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-753 Tue, 01 May 2007 20:50:25 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-753 i do so love your…eloquence. yes. eloquence.

]]> By: z111 /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-752 Tue, 01 May 2007 20:35:23 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-752 You certainly have a way with words

]]> By: luna_littleone /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-751 Tue, 01 May 2007 20:18:09 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-751 In reply to ravenbait.

As do I….hence my point

]]> By: ravenbait /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-750 Tue, 01 May 2007 20:15:41 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-750 In reply to luna_littleone.

I’d deal with murderous clowns before that

I hate clowns.

]]> By: luna_littleone /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-749 Tue, 01 May 2007 19:56:12 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-749 I once had a dream like that when I saw the face of who it was it was my ex-husband. I screamed both in and out of the dream.

Had the shakes for hours.
NOT COOL!

I’d deal with murderous clowns before that…..well…..almost….

]]> By: ravenbait /2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-748 Tue, 01 May 2007 19:10:41 +0000 http://tdgsafety.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/with-a-wire-brush/#comment-748 Pissed anyone off lately in the nether regions of Elsewhere?

It’s sort of the done thing amongst the clientele of certain… drinking establishments to get their own back for minor slights by inflicting sexual nightmares. Even honest-to-goodness archangels do it.

That sounds like something Cecilia would do. But it wasn’t him because I’m looking him in the eye right now and he knows the mood I’m in. All I have to do is twitch and he’ll piss himself like a baby. He doesn’t know anything.

Or it could just be the unpleasant stench of an underbelly emanation from your subconscious. Of course.

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