in which we wonder if it is right to give a guy flower shaped ice to cool himself post attack on the nads
All went well. The patient is resting with a magazine in bed and I assure you will be waited upon as thought he were the King of England and promising to give me the key to the Jewel Room, take what I like. If he asks me to get him ice cream I will go out again on this blustery day and get him any flavour he chooses. He is a superior sort of man and I adore him.
Hell if doesn't want flower shaped ice I'll go out back and chip some off the side of the house. That's how much I love him. He's that good a man.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2005
