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Vibe Me, Baby II
The pages catch me off guard all day long. They make milk come out my nose during meals and give me erections during business meetings. I always have it on me, and,yes, I always have it set on "vibrate."
Obviously not…unless I paged myself.
Damnit. I need to practice my Jedi Mind Tricks more. It's no good if people can snap out of it.
Um, you should probably give it back to its owner. I'm sure she's worried about it.
Maybe if you didn't grip yourself quite so firmly…It's not an udder, ya know.
Well, since you asked so nicely and used the magic word…wait, I'll get it back, right? Is this the same guy who offered me that pussy earlier?
You mean like a straight-jacket? Or for my teeth? The answer to both is "yes."
I do not! I only drink the pee of others. Drinking your own pee is so incestuous!
I'm not sure exactly. But if you attach one end of a chain to my nipple ring and the other to the bumper of a 1985 Honda Accord, I can pull the car out of the mud with nipple intact.
It's not so much the wobbling or the weebling…its that THEY WON'T FALL DOWN!!!
Oh yeah…"they." Those bastards.
a regular Pamela Lee the way you sell that thing. The Halcyon/Tommy Lee video should be available later this month…
I used to do that…but it was so hard to read the pages. And besides, it’s a company owned pager.
Tee, hee! Stop it…!
I'm afraid that would be impossible.
Now I'm all confused. Nike was pretty convincing when they told me TO do it…they had that inspiring music and everything. I don't know who to believe anymore. (I wonder if my pager is talking about the colon thing.)
Ah, Webster, beloved child-star…Now He was a great speller.
Is that a porn thing? Or a side dish? Should I bring chop sticks?
Um…its supposed to be that way…uh, the doctor said its nothing to worry about…Why don't we just turn the lights out.
Such a cruel trick. I know I don't have a date (they're rare enough that I would remember). But my cuddling-deprived mind wants to believe it so bad that I frantically try to think of a Katie I know. I bet there is no Katie at all, is there? Is this Darrel? William? sigh.
Actually, I worked through my insect fetish years ago. And it was so hard to find cooperative bees. Oh. You're talking about the pager? Heh, never mind.
EXTRA BONUS: My favorite pages of flattery, oddity, and a song. And check the original Vibe Me, Baby page. I'd love to receive a page from you. ![]()
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