lol...Englishman, it's really not so bad, you might like it if you tried it...HAHAHAHA!
Anyway--thought it was time for an:
UPDATE...
So last night my boytoy calls me. He wants to get together on Saturday night. I again joking around said "Gee I dunno, I have to go to church" to which he said "WHAT?" And I said "I sold my soul for lobster, I don't see how I can get out of it". (A bit of background on him--he hates religion. All of it! Since knowing me, and learning about the whacky dub faith, they are his new hated target, he told me the other day he thinks he hates them more than he hates Catholics.)
His solution was thus: I come party with him saturday night. I bring the wine, and he is going to grill steak and do some stuffed lobster tails. Yeah did I mention this boy really knows how to cook? There is more in his bargain too. After dinner, we shall sit on his deck, watch the sunset over the river, and he'll even let me smoke one of his "good" cigars. Oh yea, and I might *ahem* get laid.
Frankly the Kingdom Hall offer can't compete.
So unless I go hang out with him, and then drag my ass home in the wee morning hours so I can go to the meeting and stink of booze, sex, and cigars...ahh who I am kidding...problem solved.
GOD BLESS THOSE WORDLY BOYS!
Edited by - joannadandy cuz I speel bad like and grammartac bad
Edited by - joannadandy on 2 August 2002 16:47:14