Geeklawyer doesn’t know who this Oliver Holden fellow is at WAC? but he is clearly dangerously mad. He describes Ruthie as sultry. sultry?! Yea, sultry like Doctor Ruth.
He adds insult to injury by sarcastically describing Geeklawyer as a “team player” - as it happens Geeklawyer is a great team player, just so long as the rest of the team is on a different continent.
That’s Holden Oliver, not reverse. We’ve had a lot of problems with Holden lately–hasn’t had a date in about 8 years and he’s only 31….and he thinks your Queen is “a total Betty”. So re: Ruthie, well, who knows what goes through his head and hormones….Mad Cow disease maybe….we’ll try to control his content a bit more. Good lawyer, though.
I though it was quite impressive to get such a compliment seeing as how he has never met me! Must be that 50 dollars I wired him for the pleasure of winding GL up again.
Dear readers, when you think he will realise that the more he bites the more everyone will wind him up?
When is hell due to freeze over?
Even were I being wound and knew about it there are some pies into which one cannot resist biting: “technically Clinton didn’t really have sex with Lewinsky”, “You know, George Bush isn’t as dumb as many people think”, “Tony Blair really is a pretty decent honest fellow”, “Ruthie has a sultry voice”.
Ruthie has a voice like the ’sultry’ lead of the Frog Chorus
Help, he’s being mean to me again…
All right.
[Knight in shining armour on a white charger enters stage left followed by drably dressed man with spare weapons of war, bagpipes, quills and parchments]
Knight - “Hey GL, don hassl de frog man”
GL - “Excuse me - were you talking to me?”
K “Oh I’m most awfully sorry, we haven’t been introduced, I’m Sir Bob Marlay, and this is my squire Game Keeper. I have heard that you are being mean to the sultry Princess Ruthie, and have come here to set you right”
GL - “Well I think you are misrepresenting me with that statement, and anyway what did you say when you first arrived”
SBM - “I was merely, in my native patois, encouraging you to treat Ruthie well and not to give her too much ‘dis’ - you do know you should not dis her don’t you?”
GL - “I only said she has a voice like the sultry lead of the Frog Chorus”
SBM - “Well show her compassion - rescue her from her ivory tower where she toils to keep her Maidenhead and support various Sloughing wastrels of lawyers by writing articles for all in sundry. The work conditions are so horrendous she is a legal expert on Health and Safety and can only afford to occasionally scratch out a living by selling pictures of herself clad in nothing more than biker’s leathers.
She only yearns to be taken [coughs] no no not that, taken to the ball where she can find a kind Prince to lick her lips and kiss her and suck her, [shake head vigorously] no no to kiss her lips and give her succor and liquor. Once kissed by the Prince she will no longer sound like a frog, but as all true Princesses do sound like an angel as she caresses the keys of her piano making beautiful music for all to enjoy.”
GL - “Did you say you were Sir Bob Marley, The Bob Marley, and your man is Game?”
GK - “Not with you ducky”
GL - “This is turning into a pantomime”
[sounds off] “Oh no it isn’t”
[Exeunt R to the sound bagpipes merging into sound of Ruthie singing sweetly, with NO HINT OF FROG CHORUS with piano accompaniment]
Was that any help?
Bravo. Give that man a Booker shortlisting.
Maybe you could spank him, since he is such a meanie.
But then, if you did spank him he may like it, and a pleasured Geekie isn’t something we necessarily need to behold on this blog.
So, my suggestion, threaten to withhold the BDSM and then hopefully he will admit to being your slave and will willingly polish your lobster bib.
So what’s Mary doing later tonight?
Polishing her broom …
thank you very much indeed. Here was your opportunity to deflect Dan’s interest in the sultry Ruthie - with that daring red hat of his, and his penchant for showing up in the UK.
I should swat you like a fly….but I can’t. You amuse me too much.
Hey girlfriend: you and I should get together. We clearly have views in common.
Pah!! You have your own fan club - leave mine alone. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do: steal them away.
Okay–but is Mary at least a woman? Age? Profession? Weight?
She is a Canadian accountant. Age 72. I’m not going to reveal her weight - because, well, I’m chicken.
Ladies and gentlemen….
I write from The Bollo. I have ignored my doctor’s advice to avoid wine while I take medication… and… to be frank… I am glad that I did. I find myself now at The Bollo… with a glass of Rioja… and wondering why I am writing on walls on facebook. I have stopped doing this and have returned to a favourite blog.
I see that things are going well on here… and while I do not need to think about ‘pleasured Geeklawyers’ (Supra) nor, indeed, the fact that Gordon Brown is so inept as to invite Lord Ashdown to join the Cabinet and give Ming The Invisible a chance to do his Lazarus routine… I am pleased to report that I am thinking about what Charlie Falconer and Lord Goldsmith may be doing next week when the Wuthering Height finally gets his chance to dazzle us all and become our revered leader… and may god ( an interesting conceptual construct) have mercy upon all our souls..
I am now going to my minimalist retreat…and log on to the Black Hat Lama’s YouTube site