......somewhere on the edge of our fair hamlet, in a trailer court, have been asking about the Casa du Borghese's where a abouts and about the Mistress. They look of trouble. Whatever could they want?
LIVE! LIVE! Life is a banquet, and some sorry sons of bitches are starving!
well I assume they heard about the stud ranch your a startin'!
ReplyDeleteYou know Cali-boi, the Mistress does have a stud ranch already. It is like a finsihing school they attend before becoming houseboys. It's very rigorious I hear.
DeleteMiss Moorecock is correct. They have to be able to at least read a comic book, while smoking a cig
DeleteMaybe they heard you were finally getting ready to receive!
ReplyDeletethere does seem to be lots of receiving this week.
DeleteThey must have seen the flyers that I posted about town that you are looking for some new talent!
ReplyDeleteThey want to audition darling!
were the flyers at least on scented paper?
DeleteScented? Of course! I bribed a house boy with gin cock-a-tails to sneak out and give each page a gentle spray.
DeleteMaybe they could be body guards???
ReplyDeleteThey may look shady, but I'm sure they are up to your usual standards.
ReplyDeleteyes, it is very hard not to measure 5 inches above the ground.
DeleteBy those looks, maybe they have some deep dirt on the Mistress? You better teach them a lesson!
ReplyDeleteIf they apply, HIRE THEM!
ReplyDeleteThe strong mean silent types! I have always found guys in trailors parks are the best sex!
ReplyDeletewell rj, if the trailor is rockin......
DeleteWhen I told them about there being openings, they mis- understood what I meant.
ReplyDeleteThey fit right in. They wear no clothes and those smug looks. What's the problem?
ReplyDeletewell, for starters, what if they miss handle the jewels?
DeleteHow could they not find the Casa, with it's turets that look like penises, a big top tent and the wild breats about?
ReplyDeleteThey're pissed that you're out of coffee.
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