Autumn. Like the Mistress of this Casa, I too am a summer person and love every minute, but unlike the Mistress, I hate the Autumn season, as before long everything will die and look baron. After the Labor Day Party and the condition of the Casa du Borghese after, the Mistress was none too happy and sent me on vacation, instead of being locked up in the attic. So I took advantage and went to Stone Harbor to relax, and never again. It is depressing to watch the beach goers getting all mopey. It's bad enough that summer is ending but I sure don't need to watch this. It's quite revolting. It goes with the gray sea and the fried food, and the appalling hopelessness of all those dead people, dragging their limpid bodies up and down the boardwalk, waiting for the blessed relief of Autumn, when they can let their brains fur over and their limbs go atrophy , while they crawl back in their holes and spend the fall and winter, breaking wind in front of the telly.
I don't depress you dahlings do I?
Blood hell. Can I get you a razor blade?
ReplyDeleteRazor blades? Were in the 2000's now, who uses those anymore?
DeleteDear God, if you really want to prove to me you exist, give Miss Moorecock some more summer before she implodes.
ReplyDeleteHon, I think your tie cord is too tight again on your bloomers.
ReplyDeleteYour at the infamous Casa, grab a cocktail and houseboy. That should work!
ReplyDeletemake it a double.
DeleteCome into the light - of the pumpkin.
ReplyDeleteAs she does her best Tangina Barrons impersonation
DeleteNot at all. Breaking wind in front of the telly is one of the things I like to do during hockey games.
ReplyDeleteIt lets everybody know when the period is up I'm guessing?
DeleteI know what you mean.....no more near naked boys ;(
ReplyDeleteMay I suggest you go into the parlor and help yourself to the candy corn from the "special" candy dish?
ReplyDeleteGood idea, otherwise the mistress may hand it out on trick or treat night. THAT would liven the neighborhood.
DeleteIf the Mistress were here, she'd say Have a gin, it makes everything better!
ReplyDeletewith his in take, can he ever really be not happy?
DeleteGood Gawd, I think I'd rather be watching Marcus Welby. No offense.
ReplyDeleteHow old are we? Oh wait. Left your chin....we'll count the rings.
DeleteWho told you I breakwind in front of the telly?
ReplyDeleteI awlays liked fall till now. I really need to change my tv viewing habits.
ReplyDeleteand it can't be healthy to watch so much porn.
DeleteI have a empty plastic bag here, your more than welcome to it.
ReplyDeleteDepressed? Why ever would we be depressed?
ReplyDeleteI don't need tv to fart; just put your cheeks together and blow! ;-)
ReplyDeleteYour windsong stay on my mind!
DeleteHow depressing. Can't you just cozy up to a houseboy from the collection?
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