Oh sorry, you were talking about shoes?

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I'm talking online to the boy from the car bonnet story.

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I missed the car bonnet story.

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But who's talking about sharing shoes?

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The girl in the bonnet?

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Calm, quiet, smooth, devastating

I think the blow job you ordered is here.

HELLOOOOOOoooo Paul-10.

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Specialist gave me another 4 weeks reduced hours, light duties for my ankle. Apparently the bone is bruised, a bit of debris floating around, fluid in it (explains swelling) and some ligaments torn....

I knew it wasnt right!!

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So they were looking at the wrong ankle? It's been you're left ankle this whole time?

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

Monday morning: DO NOT WANT!

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"I walk with my head held high and naked in the sun, claiming these streets for myself."--Jonatha Brooke

I really hate these stupid half days at work on Mondays. Screws your whole day.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf

They have been looking at the left ankle lol

Xrays, Ultrasound...showed some damage but not the true story.......MRI and stress xrays showed it far more clearly.

It has the 4 weeks to heal enough for me to go back to work properly, if it doesn't, it could mean surgery *eeeek*

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I'm making a lemon meringue pie.

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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.

Loaded with the zest of bush lemons, tart enough to punch the pucker through the back of your skull?

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No zest, unfortunately, since my lemons had blue ink all over them.

And not quite that tart, Martha's recipe for lemon curd is a bit too sweet. Next time I'll add less sugar.

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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.

I don't think that's the type of pie most guys would want from you, and it's not because of cooking skills.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf