you're writing is derivative and holely inappropriate for my children (who are also my wives) how dare you leave us bereft of your wisdom! It feels like a death in the family, a dead body that I like to make love to. But the knowledge of your desertion means that I make love with tears in my eyes to a cadaver that no longer feels my love. It is your fault,Fleming. I hope you are happy
you're writing is derivative and holely inappropriate for my children (who are also my wives) how dare you leave us bereft of your wisdom! It feels like a death in the family, a dead body that I like to make love to. But the knowledge of your desertion means that I make love with tears in my eyes to a cadaver that no longer feels my love.
ReplyDeleteIt is your fault,Fleming. I hope you are happy