"don't expect me to be nice if you act like.." wtf, isn't that the whole point? i don't get web-dom then. enlighten me?
say I come home after a long day of slacking, change into plastic diapers, crack a bottle of Night Train, fire up "you're beautiful" on the CD player and open the laptop to login. i tell you mommy's boy's been a bad boy, i'd like 'heart condition' as the safe word, and i need to make peace with my dead mother's memory so i'm ready to be collapsed from within. what's next? you tell me to get on my knees?
then i say i like how that sounds, get on all fours and close my eyes, tell you i'm making digital love to your image (laughing). then what? do you order diaper boy to give himself a shot to the nuts? i begin telling you I'd heard the supermodel rumors, but you do your mental "la la la, i can't hear you". what next? too early to ask about your birthday? or licking your cleavite like a dehydrated nun in the sub-saharan desert? [/swami] thanks.