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I rather enjoyed the erotic passage. Saucy!
Although I was befuddled by the bit about her nipples "begging for more." What were they deprived of? Nourishment? Spare change? Education? Tenderness??
I'm just worried is all.
Sad times are these when helpless nipples must go without proper syrup rations, pancakes all dry and bland.
Sad times are these also when I am involved in "the nipple-syrup exchange" without even realizing it.
Okay, I looked into the NASDAQ index on marmalade thing. Turns out they don't even index marmalade! As an aside, I think this may be the start of a potentially profitable business venture. Anyhoo, I did a web search for the words 'nasdaq' 'index' and 'marmalade' and found a document containing this quote:
"The ensuing debate among these entities will make past attempts by the European Union to set
standards for what constitutes “marmalade,” “mayonnaise,” or a “cucumber” seem like a
pleasant tea party in comparison."
I'm not sure exactly what they're talking about, but I certainly like the idea of the act of defining marmalade seeming like a "pleasant tea party."
No time for love, Doctor Jones!
An excellent update of discrete quantities. This is the kind of public service that SF needs more of!
That's my heritage, hence the potato-eating, I guess. Still, I refuse to swallow a nationality to catch my evil twin. That would be wrong.
Right?
Awesome.
I believe the last word is "Authoritah!"
Anna's pictures are now up. Feast your eyes on the gorgeous, automatically artsy B&W photography!
That photo very nearly inspired me to open my jar of marmalade. It looks simply scrumptious! I'll have the tea part now at least. Marmalade tomorrow.