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that guy's first post in two months, and it has to be about the royal wedding, of all things! Yeah, I know, it has been chewed over here ad nauseam, and I'm way late to the dance, as usual. And frankly, I wouldn't know much more about the topic then what you can't avoid getting exposed to while watching the news trying to keep current on more relevant matters. Like everything else. And it's not that I really give a shit either; I have a life, and hence don't share the general public's infatuation with so-called "celebrities". Especially if said celebrities' main accomplishment is having been born into the right family. Anyway, the gist of it, as I gather, is that old Lizzie's grandson tied the knot with some chick whose sister has a nice ass. Good for him, I'm all for nice asses, maybe he can talk them into a threesome. This post, for once, is not about asses though. It's not even so much about the recent Windsor-wedding, as it is about a previous one. It's also about eating crow and recognizing the error of my ways. And, while I generally consider people like the royal circus show not useful for much beyond giving bored housewives something to talk about, I still find myself forced to admit that one of them has singlehandedly shattered one of my long held convictions about the workings of this world. My theory, you see, was that anyone rich and famous, who is looking to replace his current significant other (or for some fun on the side), will go for someone younger and prettier. Simply because he can. Well, I stand corrected!  Now, say what you will about the good Prince's former wife, the late Diana (R.I.P.), but she was kinda cute. In that eminently spankable, blushing, eyes downcast, British way. So to cheat on her with someone the Catholic Church could use as a postergirl for<b> celibacy... </font></b>hell, if this isn't a case of true love, then there's never been one! Way to go, Charlie! |
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Whatever it is between those two -- as far as I know there have been rumours about her skills with the riding crop  - Charles has never looked better and more at peace with himself than he does now. (to be seen on the pic above)Obviously life is not only about looks.  B Everything in the world is about sex, except sex, sex is about power. - Oscar Wilde
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Glad to have amused you, my dear.
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Whatever it is between those two -- as far as I know there have been rumours about her skills with the riding crop - Charles has never looked better and more at peace with himself than he does now. (to be seen on the pic above)Obviously life is not only about looks. B
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Back again! Just letting you know.  Oh, and pleased to have you back. Just letting you know.
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Okay, yes, I suppose I do. Your place or mine? Oh, wait... there's an ocean between us. Damn! Any redemption points in contacting you the moment I returned? I wouldn't do that with just anybody, you know. You've built up some loyalty/staying power over the years it seems. And being a good girl reporting back as your first order of business will certainly earn you enough points to ensure your behind gets kissed better sufficiently afterwards, and that Jens makes you his patented egg-heavy breakfast the next morning!
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Welcome back, babydoll. Missed you here
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