MN Royalty

[Hullygully]

This still rumbles on and on. I think we need a definitive list to help the confused.

end whhat do yoooo dooo, Hully?

DD has a biscuit. What more do you want? I'm not talking to her. I did that yesterday for her birthday.

I'm jealous of anyone who is managing to use handcuffs in adult related activity instead of restraining the children

SOH

you sound well Victorian

And when I met Keith Chegwin I was camping. As in choosing to sleep under canvas, not glammed up and limp wristed like you lot.

I am a Spy and International Woman of Mystery.

lol show

it will heal wont it? its day three now

I sliced the back of my hand and damaged the nerve years and years ago and that has never returned to normal (other hand)

but I'm guessing that you can just bruise them

Im a mud-blood, where do I sit? or do I even get a seat?

Was called royalty once, now get ignored, stopped putting the hours in you see!

It's not about hours or seats.

It's all in the bearing.

I am Victorian. I swept the hearth this morning and scrubbed the front step (that is utterly true actually).

But I'm fighting against the Victorian attitude towards child rearing. I cannot ascribe to the view of the child as a tabulah rasa and am hoping that through the work of the eminent Mr Freud and the appropriation of the child by the gothic masters such as James, we will finally be able to see children for what they are. Born evil.

MN royals quoted my post! I am step closer to entering the circle of trust.

Spare the rod, Showy, spare the rod.

Loving chastisement is the lord's work.

Er, would anyone like a cuppa?

I'll just do the tidying up. I see myself as the Mrs Overall of MN. Everyone gently patronises me (if they ever actually notice that I exist that is!)

My BOOBS?

I don't have anything so vulgar as BOOBS.

I have a discreet embonpoint. I'll need a snifter in that tea.

hullygully, i must have lost my regal bearing then..am stooped over by bearing the hard burdens of life...moan moan

My rod is on loan to Trin. I fear she's snapped it on her deadened nerves.

Hully get your tits out of the tea, please

Fango - quality not quantity - that should be your mantra

Sorry ma'am, sorry...

Straight back and stiff upper lip, Fanjo. That's the way.

Hiya, cooo-eeee, its me the minor royal you try to hide behind the curtains at big banquets and the like.

it won't ever heal, Trinity, and everyone will know

[hasn't had sex for 7 years since birth of twins and out to spoil every one else's fun emoticon]

Who cares and why?