How cool am I?
I was admired from afar, and then asked to be the temporary companion of a retired nun. Needless to say I was shocked and flattered.
This is the home of the infamous Secret Finger Club. Our exploits may be strange, our ideas a bit "out there", our plans not thought out too well, our sideburns a little too neatly trimmed. You may ask what this club is all about, we'll simply respond, "It's like... wacko..."
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I'm generally creeped out by this. Did you accept? Or run her over by the bank?
I told her I was spoken for, and pointed to J, who unknowingly looked at me as if she had no idea who I was.
Haha!! I love J.
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