If you are, firstly, hello. Thankyouforvisitingmyblog. Pleasecomeagainsoon.
Secondly, please remove your intolerable self from my line of vision. I don't like you. I am possessed by a barely controllable urge to throw stones at you when I see you. And while it is undeniable that I have the hand-eye coordination of an arm-amputee, I am PERSISTENT. And there are MANY stones.
Are you celebrating your anniversary? Don't tell me. Are you celebrating your monthiversary? I will slowpoison you. (It hurts more apparently.)
Your cuteness repulses me. Your love is retarded.
Do not rub your coupledom in my face. I will rub your face in the ground.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GOD THAT FELT SO GOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD :D :D :D
Kindly speak up, Treasured Visitor, what did you say? You think the blog is just a smidgeon too ranty?
On the one hand I could agree. Alternatively, I could say - Suck it up. It's my party, I'll cry if I want to.
Oh and if you're the guy from Denmark here looking for "sexing like bunnys" again, what do you know, you just might be in luck this time. Love....rabbitlike sex... here in Mandore, Jodhpur, you'll never know the difference. Try once and see! :D
If you're part of a couple I know - pretend you never saw this and I'll pretend I never said it ;)