Deeming Workshop of Leather and Motorcycle Maintenance, Faculty of Mech. Eng. at the UMN

[SupermassiveLBD]

Who's first, me or Small?

Can't imagine Philip knowing where the kitchen is either RP!

I'm now worried I've probably offended Maud in some way but mightily love and admire the Queen as I do you Maud! I bow and curtesy to your greater knowledge and refinement than what of ever hope to have!

Pweese still love me?!

Sorry, RussianPony, it took me a long time to get back to my computer room from the servants' quarters.

Hooray! I'm back. I hope. I am off now to catch up on what you lot have been up to while I was off coms.

I hope you have all been good.

Massiiiiive!

::clutches Massive to her well-upholstered bosom::

Evening ladies. Just to let you know I am having Hunters Chicken tonight with rosemary potatoes and mange tout. Stuff the diet.

Wow!

::hails taxi for La Maison de Small::

Maudie! I have missed you all so much!

Love the Christmas cake, Twigs. However do they get a cake to light up like that? The wonders of modern science. It was all we could do to do a bit of rough icing to resemble a snow scene, and put little trees and Santas and plaster snowmen and tobogganing children on it

Confessions... indeed Can anybody explain that one about Gizzy to me?

Spiro, I do hope Miss S continues to give you peace and quiet with her wonderful new toy.

Finally I had an email from a friend who told me that her freebie Metro newspaper had a full page recruiting ad in it today. For - wait for it - MI5.

Well, they shouldn't have bumped off Lucas, should they?

::Releases Massive from her fervent grasp::

Some of those confessions are, I think, written by people whose first language isn't English and may have lost a bit in translation. Others though are rather too clear in their meaning.

Oh, that explains it. Maybe that is true of the so-called obvious ones too. Some things are ruder in some languages than they are in others.

As always, Massive, you are very charitable but some of those messages would be filthy unambiguous in any language.

Shall we open the virtual ?

::abstemious::

is always a good idea.

Especially in congenial company. I need to go and do some work - boo! hiss! - but seem to have developed a disability whereby my bottom is unable to lift itself off the sofa.

Mmm, I wish I had that one of Gizzy on speed-dial - the one of him raising a goblet to his lips with a very sly smile on his kisser.

Mr Thornton is tres disingue, there.

How very revealing, Massive, that you refer to it as his kisser. I know the pic you mean (although to me it looks more like a leer than a smile) but can't find it. I would do almost anything for you, my dear, but the draw the line at sorting through 1,000,000 pics of Guy in the depository, so wonder whether this will do instead?

::Dies and goes to heaven::

Well, I did say a sly smile. Whch is just a leer by any other name, mayhap.

I called it his kisser purely because I thought it might amuse you.

The beard is certainly delectable. I wonder how it fares, these days. The news from NZ is thin on the gound.

How well you know me.

::contemplates Mr Thornton's, ahem, kisser::

Oh, I think the term kisser is far too uncouth for the divine Thorntonian countenance.

::hurls self bodily on Massive::

You're back!

Cheers, m'dear.

Massive!!!! We missed you!! Did my extra muscles I sent earlier speed the process?!

Nope beard still not doing it for me!

I was thinking that massive today how there has been little word from down-under. Wonder how it is all going? Sure if we trawled t'internet we'd find some loony stalker site knowledgeable person who has taken it upon themselves to sacrifice their life to following him around who may be able to give us some intel?!

Just watched SB2 project nudity as it's now known! They are pretty tasty the lovely men but can't believe that someone double-crossed JP! He'd still be alive!!. But I've got him waiting upstairs in my wardrobe waiting for the weekend!!!

LadyD! Oh, will you just look at him, what a cutie!

I've got him waiting upstairs in my wardrobe
Is he gagged and bound, RP?

I have an uncle who lives in Wellington, maybe I should phone him up and just casually ask him what's going on locally these days. Trouble is. I have never ever phoned him so he might be a little suspicious.

Or we could all descend on Gisborne for that festival of theirs.

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::busts some moves::

::busts a bloodvessel::