by Mumblyfish » Wed Nov 05, 2003 5:53 pm
Ya know I'd miss you, Syntax. I remember the first day we met, down by the old oak tree in Mr Dingleberry's garden. Skipping through the roses and poppies, you pointed out a wild bear. I remember that bear like it was yesterday, and the bite marks off the savage mauling still haven't healed up. Oh, those were the days, ey?
Have a good one, mate!
Currently working on a short novella about mansex, and the lives and wives of the people who indulge in the forbidden act.
If you're a publisher who wouldn't mind getting their reputation forever tainted, give me a bell!