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on Mon 29 Sep 08, 1:32 AM to HisHoliness's blog.
Yes, i'm a whore. Yes i'm a tart and yes i'm a slut (on occasions). I do love to play when i get the opportunity and my ass is always happy to get naked, especially if there's a camera or a naked hand in the room or a big sword.
However, i feel that i might in recent times have been a little remiss. My implied tartiness could indeed lead one to a misunderstanding. You dear listener, could, solely on my account, easily be forgiven for coming to the extraordinarily inaccurate conclusion, that here in the home of The Leaky One (Ingrid), i am subjected to a life of constant neglect. That my existence borders on the extinct and that i am left to wither away and that i constantly stare death in the face.
Well i have to tell you, that that is not entirely correct. True, she does bring home and subject me to, diseases, which even as i sit here in my frailty and type, i am forced to do battle with. However it is certainly not a fair representation of the whole picture. The canvas that i paint for you, is not complete. My palette* is only partially used.
You see, i am spoilt. There is no getting away from the fact, that here in Saint Severin's branch of the Vatican, your pontiff elect is kept in the style to which i am now quickly becoming accustomed.
If one were to take this evening, purely as a typical example, one would learn that i have been cooked for, fed, watered, medicated, given treats, been spoilt, pampered and generally fussed over. I am indeed a very spoilt little whore. And i thought that it was time that my gratitude for this, be put on record.
Oh i know what you're thinking. You're waiting for the punchline, the put-down, the inevitable jokey repost. But i tell you, given my current state of frailty, my reliance upon the comfort and succour and hot tea of my benefactor, it's more than my life's worth at the moment. And so my public display of gratitude has to, for now at least, resemble something of a likeness to the sincerity in which it is intended.
(Edited because i can't spell 'palette')!
Edited Mon 29 Sep 08, 10:51 PM by HisHoliness
| 29 Sep 08, 4:07 AM doctorgas UK, 5 yrs |
Gosh, you must be either really ill or after something. | ||
| 29 Sep 08, 8:54 AM Marmite UK(CB), 5 yrs |
Yes, he must have that man flu men always bleat on about, you know ehere they have a small sniffle and the odd piece of tissue to wipe away the snot. Man flu.
A rose by any other name has thorns that will still make you bleed. | ||
| 29 Sep 08, 12:52 PM MasterG63 6 yrs |
Could be serious... http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=f-sUWtHpJjs
Feel better soon, you poor little bunny! My body isnt a temple.... Edited 29 Sep 08, 12:53 PM by MasterG63 | ||
| 29 Sep 08, 9:20 PM go4it UK, 8 yrs |
I'm not surprised. Very rough, those pallets, easy to tear the canvas. I'd try a palette instead, gives much better results.
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| 29 Sep 08, 10:49 PM HisHoliness UK(KT), 6 yrs |
Oh bugger, you're absolutely right, thank you. This communication was brought to you from the desk of the Pontiff Elect, the benchmark by which purity, holiness & normality are measured.
Bless you. | ||
| 29 Sep 08, 10:54 PM merrynb99 UK(SL), 6 yrs |
No worries, Sev, I see that go4it's profile predicates the proper use of any word beginning with the letter "p". As in "Oh Pooh!" And in "That'll be a Paintbrush propelled up your posterior then, Sev!"
Edited 29 Sep 08, 10:55 PM by merrynb99 | ||
| 17 Oct 08, 6:46 AM proccie UK(HP), 6 yrs  |
Can't win: Get in a few tissues for your sniffles and you do this Zen S&M: The sound of one hand smacking. |
