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NC-17 RATED FUN: LET'S GET REAL HERE--How Many of Us Have Been SWOONING Nonstop?
dmmb_Mandy:
Again, no worries with the sauce, it'll stay where it should, it'll be cautious of it's company/surroundings. (I don't even know what that means, lol!)
Brandon's Ennis, how could you have forgotten? *suspicious* :P
How's this:
Hmmm, although something tells me that rt (& Brandon too?) might prefer:
Nicole:
--- Quote from: rtprod on April 08, 2006, 12:28:49 am ---Motel scene rocks with me. Only I'll be swappin' that cigarette back and forth between Ennis' mouth and mine, the way Jack should be doing in the movie. And I don't even smoke.
Wait a second... who's playin' Ennis again?? ???
rt
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Yeah why DIDN'T Jack share the cigarette with Ennis?? That would have been really sexy. BTW, that would be Brandon that's playing Ennis I believe, so you two better start practicing your smoking techique.
And LOL Mandy - I love that you just spent time looking up picutures of sandwiches for this discussion.
rtprod:
--- Quote ---Inasmuch as, like I told that Best Buy clerk, I'm not all that into bestiality (HA! I said it!), I must admit that as a young(er) whippersnapper, I did feel a certain something in my loins when Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer lifted his head up from that stream and had full-fledged antlers (you know - right after Burl Ives says, "Meanwhile, Rudolph was growing up...") I believe I was about 8 at the time.
I still remember my first romantic crush distinctly. I mean, I *loved* that boy. His name was Teddy, and he had the deepest, darkest, most delicious brown eyes I've ever seen. And half-inch-long eyelashes. And thick eyebrows to boot. I can still remember that face of his like I'm looking at it for the first time. I was 4.
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Barb,
THANKSSS for coming on! You're killing me with the Rudolph thing and though I've never found Burl Ives to be a turn-on, you're making a pretty damn good case of it by using "loins" in the same sentence! :o But good old Sylvester really did it for me. Something about his white chest (all right, stomach, whatever the hell you call it when he stands up erect--sorry). Forget that last sentence. ;D
Though the first day of kindergarden I kissed a girl named Jill 14 times, that turned out for nought. I remember my first real crush too, and it took me over when I was in about 4th grade. The kid, who went to a neighboring Catholic school, was nicknamed "Beaver" of all things. I saw him when we played against him in Little League and someone dumped a water bucket over his head while he was laughing, on his knees by the dugout. It was dusk during one of those lazy childhood summers that went on forever. I thought of Beaver over and over and over again, waiting to see him and of course, the non-stop heartsickness that is so strong when you're that age. I still feel it right now even though I haven't thought of that for some time.
Beaver fever. Couldn't resist, but it's true.
rt
dmmb_Mandy:
Aww, rt, that's sweet.
rtprod:
Whoah, Nicole and Mandy!
Brandon :angel: and I >:D are getting a looooot of play here, aren't we?
Hmm.
A pic dedicated to us and now you girls really putting the blocks to us, so to speak. :o :o :o
I'm "down" with it....
rt
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