We are not Blocbuster nor are we social hall, gah. <of cours it's long it's by me>

[bunnyboy]

SKIRT! Hey, that looks like EQ's denim skirt. When did you raid her closet?

*Snaps a collar and leash on him*

Okay, I claim this one in the name of Gay! All rainbows and sunshine and all the other stereotypical happy-happy, yada yada yada, ect. ect. Ect.

Okay, who stole my wine?

*hides wine bottle and looks down* now this is unusual, I'm usually on the other side of this with boys...


Now was EQ's skirt ripped up?
can't see it, but many holes from using it to work on some things involving a hobby knife, and needingto protect the desk, well that and I can't find my sexy short skirt.

[RetailWorkhorse]

Other side of what?

*Shakes head* No, I don't believe her skirt was ripped up. Actually, I think she might still have it. It's got a cut that kinda flares, so it makes you think of a Flamenco Dancer, but it's the wrong fabric for a FD.

[bunnyboy]

Other side of what?

*Shakes head* No, I don't believe her skirt was ripped up. Actually, I think she might still have it. It's got a cut that kinda flares, so it makes you think of a Flamenco Dancer, but it's the wrong fabric for a FD.

Nah that's my punk skirt, lotsa cuts, usually worn with stockings and my wondermous Doc's.

oh and I'm usually on the other side of the leash.

[RetailWorkhorse]

Everybody has a thing for those Docs.

All my people wind up in a leash at some point. Ask AdvancedFlea. He's likely to keep a collar once I'm through with him.

[bunnyboy]

Everybody has a thing for those Docs.

All my people wind up in a leash at some point. Ask AdvancedFlea. He's likely to keep a collar once I'm through with him.

hehe, well only reason I like my Docs is they're boots that won't kill my ankles...unlikes my heels.

and hmmmms I wasn't exactly complaining. *drinks the wine*

[RetailWorkhorse]

The ankle thing is why I don't wear high-heels. Actually, it's more like a heel thing than an ankle thing. I seriously don't like high-heels. My balance goes way off.

Even my platforms hates me most of the time.

[Broomjockey]

I should try wearing platform shoes. I think it'd be fun!

I'd just have to watch out for door frames. And hanging signs. And certain ceilings.

[RetailWorkhorse]

I should try wearing platform shoes. I think it'd be fun!

I'd just have to watch out for door frames. And hanging signs. And certain ceilings.

Oh, bloody cock. You're tall, aren't you?

[Broomjockey]

You're tall, aren't you?

Quarter inch shy of 6'6". You couldn't tell?

[RetailWorkhorse]

Quarter inch shy of 6'6". You couldn't tell?

Hang on, I have to curse my genes.

[Broomjockey]

Hang on, I have to curse my genes.

Or your jeans?

[RetailWorkhorse]

Those, too! I somehow managed to get a hole right under my right asscheek the size of my palm. Have no IDEA how it happened.

[Broomjockey]

I somehow managed to get a hole right under my right asscheek the size of my palm.

For some reason, my jeans all get holes by the inside seam on my left leg. Always the left leg. Never the right. I think I'd faint if I got a hole elsewhere.

[RetailWorkhorse]

Like, say, your knee? I've never gotten a hole in my knee. Right below my knee, yes. But never where my knee actually sticks. Which is really weird, because I'm bony.

[Broomjockey]

Like, say, your knee?

especially my knee, since I never spend any time on them.