Just look at that flowery, sickening shit. You know for a fact I never went to this woman's house... I justdon't
get into
all
that
extended-pinky
bullshit.
Oh, I would have thrown up when her Guatemalan maid offered to take my coat, I just know it. And those cucumber sandwiches?
I mean, bitch... please!
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Ha! Glad to hear you're not a freak-stalker-pervo. I had to check on my pal, ya know!
Well, y'know... some folx calls it a sling blade; I calls it a Kaiser blade.
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Pfffft...I would never have a Guatemalan maid, it's Dominican all the way for me, pal!
You two are just adorable. I love how this whole thing turned out, heh.
Lynnster -- It's all a big act that Ivy and I had planned out for years... decades, possibly.
I was glad that she brought a man (her hubby, I later found out) into town to pick up her technician, whom she'd never met, and, of course you kinda know the backstory... there are some freaky people on the 'net, and caution is always sensible in those situations. I cringe a little when I hear people (young women, especially -- I overhear these things a lot at Cafe Coco, for instance) meeting up with total strangers from the 'net, and no one knows where, how, who... it's ripe for creepiness, I know that!
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