That's the sound of my self-control sliding away (down a steep slate slope, apparently). Damn you sir. Are there tickets left? (He said, in a transparent attempt to come up with some overpowering reason not to go ... [grin])
What time? I won't really be dressed for gigging (due partly to not going home tonight), but I suppose black combats and t-shirt will do. Oh sod it, I'll come along.
I'm meeting thepaintedone at the World's End at around 6.30: we'll grab a drink there maybe and then go get pizza or something. I'll see if drpete and others can also be persuaded to come along then.
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Oh, and you still have my earrings.
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It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it...
and you still have my earrings.
No, no, that doesn't sound dodgy at all...! :-) Yes, sorry, I forgot them on Friday. I'll bring them along next time I see you.
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That's the sound of my self-control sliding away (down a steep slate slope, apparently). Damn you sir. Are there tickets left? (He said, in a transparent attempt to come up with some overpowering reason not to go ... [grin])
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Where and when?
Damn your hide, sir, you are far too cunning and convincing!
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[cough]
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[smooch]
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Hmm ... I can see up you skirt from down here. [grin]
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And I meant your not you. "I can see up you from here" is a completely different statement ...