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Good afternoon all. Sorry I've been so scarce. I've had a lot going on in my life. My littley was a beautiful flower girl on Saturday and she danced all afternoon and evening. She was so precious. My son also left school and came home. Things are just not so great between all of us at the moment. They will improve eventually. I think I am finished with my comp entry. I have to check it over and sleep on it to be sure. Scott I'm sorry for your families loss. My prayers are with you. Sir I am so happy your cancer is gone. That makes me so very happy. I hope everyone is having a lovely day.

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I know it's a terrible double standard, but several girls I know look wonderful in jeans and a flannel shirt.... or boxers!

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Hey, I thought this was supposed to be a groundless lie!!!

NE, I've never laid a finger on you, despite the fact that you molest every male who gets within 30' of your door.

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In a former life Reese was a peanut

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Greetings and a happy 'Titty Tuesday' to all who enter.

Just for the record, speaking on behalf of the management and staff of Rumplations, absolutely no objections have ever been or will be raised about counter-culture activity within these hollow walls...if the place gets its own cut of the action. ;)

To our Tanya-unit, approximately one million thanks (give or take a few thousand here and/or there) for her yoe-woman labor getting this joint and Big Bertha squared away...sorta.

For the benefit of any newbies among us, on 'Titty Tuesday' posting images of bare bosoms is considered a goodness to be rewarded by a free beer.

Now the famous rumplations honor code applies to this event. Don't tell the old blind barkeep that you've earned your reward but only posted a photo of a Blue-footed Boobie.

So whadda ya wanna drink? Thanks to Tanya the coffee's downright drinkable today.

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There's the problem. Your idea is in your head, but if you sit down too hard it gets jarred loose and falls to your arse. Eventually, it claws its way back to from whence it came, but by then you've moved on.

A virgin bloody mary please, barkeep.

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OMG, Tonya, that is amazing. My son is too hard-headed and rational to indulge in something like that. Only reads non-fiction if you can believe that of a 19 year-old. Yes, you are cool, else you wouldn't have such a cool son.

I'm feeling like shit warmed over tonight. Didn't get much sleep last night (bit of insomnia) and then had to mow the lawn after dinner. I'm stiff, I'm achy, I'm tired. So I'll just have an unsweet iced tea, thank you.

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Verbal,

I too just love Mr. Mercedes! Marvelous Irish actor. And I believe it is an Englishman that plays - what can we call him? - the monster.
I am thrilled too with Tonya's son's developing such a delicious character for upcoming Horror Hotel and Halloween. I won't give him my address as I don't want him looking in the windows.
Oh, and here in Washington,D.C. our sport teams continue to do there best to make us all depressed.

I would love a Drambuie over one ice cube please. So good to see what everyone is doing.

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Hey, Rump, my friends and I would like one of your afternoon tea specials. You know, the one with the "extra utensils".

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And speaking of wishes, what are the chances of employing a couple of sultry Irish barmaids? Okay, they don't need to be Irish, but well built and with loose morals would be nice. Anything to relieve the tedium of your (I did NOT say ugly) mug' day after day, Mr Foreskin.

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I have never figured out what you gentlemen do in the lavie. Sometimes I think you just stand in the doorway and hose the place down, but that does not explain the bowl full of TP or the piles of paper towels by the basin. I won't go near the facilities in here. I squat beside my car in the parking lot. People assume I'm sitting on someone's face.

That being said, I'll be back shortly. Orange juice please barkeep.

PS: Did I hear there were to be bouncing boobies? I hope I didn't miss them. I don't want to get mine out right now.

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You are right, we tarts always get the blame. She would ask him and he would say "That dumb fucking broad is lying honey, she came on to me. I think she wants to break us up. You know I love you." Or something equally preposterous. In my case, the "widower's" wife tried to stab me for my troubles.

So yes, stay away from the lying sack if at all possible, and maybe keep a cricket bat handy. Practice that rising swing. Go for the nuts. Always go for the nuts.

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Hi Sweetie.

You've got this all arranged in your mind, don't you? First chance you get you're on it, right?

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How is everyone? Sorry I haven't been about much but remember I'm always able to see my inbox if you need to talk.

I've been a bit down in the dumps. A friend of mines husband hit on me a while back. It upset me; I spoke to Rach about it at the time, I thought I'd made it pretty clear that I wasn't interested. I gave him the benefit of the doubt because it hadn't happened before and well because any form of confrontation with men is something I avoid.

Just over a week ago he did it again but didn't beat around the bush; he outright asked me to fuck him. You know, there's just something about me, his wife doesn't understand him like I do because they have nothing in common like we do (he means that we both take our sons to football) he's never considered cheating on his wife before and blah. I refused obviously, but he wouldn't drop it. Somehow I ended up apologising because I wouldn't have this affair with him he wanted to have.

I mean WTF? Now I feel so shit. Firstly he insulted me by asking, didn't give a fuck about what would happen if I had and we got caught because you always do and he would be just fine, I would be blamed for it all. The widow with no man, so she steals someone elses. I didn't fucking stand up for myself because it's ingrained in me to keep the peace and not rock the boat lest I be beaten the shit out of or worse.

I really thought I'd come so far. I haven't had a drink in well over two years, and everyone knows that was my coping mechanism before Paul died. I haven't had a panic attack in just as long, and now, I feel anxious a lot of the time. He talked about popping over, even after I absolutely said no, and sorry he said he'd call me in the morning. I feel stupid and weak tbh. I'd like to think that if/when he starts up again I will stand my ground but the evidence of me not being able to is overwhelming.

I'll be ok; Rach has been there for me, keeping up my spirits with movie nights and telling me I'm beautiful inside and out and that I still would be even if I were green. Shit like that is what helps; not many people would accept me if I were green. She also said she wants to strip him naked, smother him in honey and tie him to an anthill. She's a true friend.

Anyway, I'll be fine. I have to be my kids need me.

On a better note, I haven't been around much this year because my son was taking his SAT's so we were really busy with that. He aced them and got into the school we wanted so most things really are ok. I just didn't need this shit with the married bloke is all.