tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post111528235371893808..comments2023-11-01T00:38:49.400+11:00Comments on Ampersand Duck: This is torture, you bastardsAmpersand Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115382463629143532005-05-06T22:27:00.000+10:002005-05-06T22:27:00.000+10:00Oh god yes. I broke out in a sweat just thinking a...Oh god yes. I broke out in a sweat just thinking about it.Ampersand Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115379776401119232005-05-06T21:42:00.000+10:002005-05-06T21:42:00.000+10:00Rest assured I'm on the case.Tomorrow.Done the res...Rest assured I'm on the case.<BR/><BR/>Tomorrow.<BR/><BR/>Done the rest but the 5 books one is hard...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115354200496166422005-05-06T14:36:00.000+10:002005-05-06T14:36:00.000+10:00Ay yay yay. Who would have thought a meme could sp...Ay yay yay. Who would have thought a meme could spark so much fun?<BR/>Funny about the yum cha fantasy, Harry -- Zoe and I were just negotiating Mother's Day Yum Cha, but alas it fell through. <BR/>I would never call her a wanton hussy, more a woman of discretion and good taste[s]. I'd be practicing my scissors/paper/rock strategy if I were you. I saw a book about an inch thick on that very topic just the other day.Ampersand Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115351458563482802005-05-06T13:50:00.000+10:002005-05-06T13:50:00.000+10:00_I_ didn't call her a 'wanton hussy' - Ms Duck did..._I_ didn't call her a 'wanton hussy' - Ms Duck did.<BR/><BR/>I would only call Zoe a Wonton hussy. Y'know with the spicy tang of chinese chicken based stock rolling off her as the soup runs in steaming rivulets down her body: delineating each curve as starter, main and finally an all too tempting dessert. Her slick hair is once more flattened against her smooth glistening skin as another bowlful is gracefully tipped over her head. By now a miasma of temptation envelopes her body like a shroud. Her eyes beg to have her body brought back to life. A few slices of red red chilli slither ever so slowly down, down, down.<BR/><BR/>Fuck I'm hungry.<BR/>I mean horny.<BR/>I mean hungry<BR/><BR/>NAGhahuU!harryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10218346748576276702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115345977129019292005-05-06T12:19:00.000+10:002005-05-06T12:19:00.000+10:00harry, how many times do I have to explain this? O...harry, how many times do I have to explain this? Once you are someone's bitch you have no contract, you have no rights. Just put on your studded collar and attach your leash. There's a good boy. I wouldn't call Zoe a wanton hussy if I were you. I can see what she's hiding behind her back!Mindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10634135486127575735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115337848304073632005-05-06T10:04:00.000+10:002005-05-06T10:04:00.000+10:00Oh, the Abu Graib game.I think, if you look at the...Oh, the Abu Graib game.<BR/>I think, if you look at the original documents, that this falls way outside the bounds of my contract.<BR/><BR/>"...but Zoe's a good sharer"<BR/>What a polite way of saying "wanton hussy".harryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10218346748576276702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115295271079395092005-05-05T22:14:00.000+10:002005-05-05T22:14:00.000+10:00well, harry?well, harry?Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115294005425229872005-05-05T21:53:00.000+10:002005-05-05T21:53:00.000+10:00My dance card's a bit booked too, Harry, but Zoe's...My dance card's a bit booked too, Harry, but Zoe's a good sharer. I wonder if you'd look as good on the bottom end of the leash as she'd look on the top end?Ampersand Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115292761255223602005-05-05T21:32:00.000+10:002005-05-05T21:32:00.000+10:00Mindy's official position is 'ewwwwwww!', so the o...Mindy's official position is 'ewwwwwww!', so the only one on my dance card is Zoe. But since she started with pimping my ass around the net....I guess I'm her bitch now.<BR/>So, if you want me to be your bitch too... [big theatrical sigh]...okay.harryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10218346748576276702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115288346571503212005-05-05T20:19:00.000+10:002005-05-05T20:19:00.000+10:00Harry, I thought Mindy and Zoe would be women enou...Harry, I thought Mindy and Zoe would be women enough for you... but you're obviously collecting a harem. Shucks.Ampersand Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115287641072760262005-05-05T20:07:00.000+10:002005-05-05T20:07:00.000+10:00harry, Duck lives two blocks away. I'm sure we ca...harry, Duck lives two blocks away. I'm sure we can squeeze something in 'round the edges of the roster.Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115285107222872572005-05-05T19:25:00.000+10:002005-05-05T19:25:00.000+10:00Interestingly enough I have read all of your list ...Interestingly enough I have read all of your list of five, but I hadn't even HEARD of any of Zoe's list of five.<BR/><BR/>Hehe - a notebook is on my list too.<BR/>Maybe it is you who is the perfect woman in literature?harryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10218346748576276702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632542.post-1115283206518818692005-05-05T18:53:00.000+10:002005-05-05T18:53:00.000+10:00In a pre-emptive strike worthy of Laura (or perhap...In a pre-emptive strike worthy of Laura (or perhaps an extended parenthetical aside worthy of me), I really do want to emphasize that that was a very hard list to write. I have been keeping a notebook for years listing all the books I read (averaging at least 8 books a month), and for starters I just went through all the books I re-read every few years or so. I feel strong sympathy for my mother-in-law, who also keeps such a list, and who lost her notebook a few weeks ago, thereby losing a twenty-five year chunk of her life in one fell swoop. She was devastated, as I would be too. That notebook is my collective memory of a very esoteric cruise through the printed word. I think I could live without my bookshelves and books, if I could just look through the notebook occasionally. Maybe that's what I should have taken to a desert island? But what would I take off the list to insert it? Argh!Ampersand Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12245377686193859488noreply@blogger.com