OVERREAD ON THE CHAT
MADDOG: Hi!
Chi: Sup?
MADDOG: Gotta favor to ask you
Chi:And that is?
MADDOG:(whispers)
Chi:Where?
MADDOG: Tongue
Chi:Why there?
MADDOG:Just something I thought about
Chi:When?
MADDOG:How about Tuesday?
Chi:I'll Scope before I get there
MADDOG:<3
I don't want to break anybody's bubble but when it came to pouring ones heart out, I truly enjoyed the long form. Some of the best was handwritten lyrical sentiments usually geared to get results. Not ashamed either. To ever consider sexting would have shaken even a risk-taker like moi from going graphic in permanent words. Oh sure, the billet-doux were flowery and inferenced heavily but so tame by today's standards. Even though I've sat through more hard core than I should have, the choice of say, and then I'd ravish you seems palatable compared to ___ your brains out. Tastes, style preferences, strokes - all eye of the beholder stuff. Obviously, no new ground covered today and unwilling to fake the above the way my mind conjures. There'll be more in the days ahead because I'll make sure of it. Just one question though - when you look in the mirror are both eyes looking in the same direction? (not a Marty Feldman kinda question . . . ) More about windows to the soul . . .