Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Tweet-masseuse
I am off work today since it's take care of me day. I slept after writing the last post, and just made an appointment for a massage. I asked the guy if he'll be able to [crap,nothing I can think of to write doesn't sound dirty, so here I go] get deep, and he replies, 'well, the other day I gave a massage to an American Gladiator, so I think I can handle you'. I'll let you know later how I compare. :-)
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Dare you to tell the masseuse to call you Nitro the whole time.
Oh please please please do what mrt did. Or "wolf" and howl the entire time.
Give me a name of one of the female ones, and I just might do it...
OH, btw, did see celebrity family feud when it was the American Gladiators vs. the Office I believe? They were kicking the Office's butt!
Siren, nor, or Helga.
I missed that. I feel like my life is incomplete.
A good masseuse is hard to find, regardless of how it sounds.
i dated a massseuse once, other than the free massages and the fact that he could buy beer and i couldn't i don't know why we were together in the first place...
odd story to go with that one. remind me to tell you one of these days when i'm complaining of having nothing to write about.
in the meantime my 420 is up and running, gotta get all of you back into my favorites list and get stuff set up. the suckiest part of it all is that i lost the 40-50 songs i had stored for upcoming monday morning music posts, i had a few just for you too. :(
Susan, I choose Siren, though she's a wimp. And though my arms look like Helga's. And I fart like Helga.
CEO- Very true. He was grreeatt!
Heather, aw, too bad. I would have liked the songs... I'm sure you'll find them again. Hopefully.
Let us know if he's hot.
Ah the massage, a good thing indeed.
Enjoy
He had a New Zealand accent. And used to be a butcher. So knows his meat. :-)
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