Being fed cheetos and lovely chocolatey treats from a beautiful woman that you are in danger of being stranded with in the dark is not a bad thing, if it is the right woman.
These are very special pictures to me, and very picturesque too. Sometimes it is what you know is there but cannot see that makes a picture so very meaningful.
Did we run out of fuel? No.
I knew there was a 7-eleven somewhere
Could we have cared less?
Kissing in the dark is never bad with you
But, we almost ran out of fuel
Really, I wouldn’t have minded
Under the stars with you…good
I never mind being stranded with an Englishman
See, we can laugh at anything
Even when there is no gas at 7-eleven
Lewd? Me? Oh fuck, I forgot I was the lewd Englishman. No, baby. My pink fuzzies are right here. I keep them close, to remind me of moments we shared together.
I was kind of thinking these photos reminded me of somewhere out in the west of the U.S. 😉 Can’t you find asylum here? Maybe not political, but there might be a category for romantic asylum … or there should be 🙂
I know you were there with that woman. Want to know how I know? Huh? Do you?
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Actually, yes I would very much like to know how you know that. Have you been stalking me?
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Excuse me but did you just accuse me of being a stalker. I’m not the one who was accepting cheetos from a stranger on a nearly empty tank of “GAS.”
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Being fed cheetos and lovely chocolatey treats from a beautiful woman that you are in danger of being stranded with in the dark is not a bad thing, if it is the right woman.
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I’ve seen a picture from one of these places so I think I know why you tagged this with memories.
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These are very special pictures to me, and very picturesque too. Sometimes it is what you know is there but cannot see that makes a picture so very meaningful.
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They are pretty pictures. Made more special by the memories.
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Absolutely. The memories are special and the pictures help me to relive the moments in my mind.
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The following acrostic is all for you, Jules.
Did we run out of fuel? No.
I knew there was a 7-eleven somewhere
Could we have cared less?
Kissing in the dark is never bad with you
But, we almost ran out of fuel
Really, I wouldn’t have minded
Under the stars with you…good
I never mind being stranded with an Englishman
See, we can laugh at anything
Even when there is no gas at 7-eleven
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But then it begins to fade
And so must be renewed
But just because it’s
You, it is such a pleasure to do
I really do enjoy it
Lots of time together
Only me and you
Voraciously enjoying
Each other like we do
Yet another day
Only you and I
Us, always and forever
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I thought you weer going to spell something lewd. I am impressed by your restraint…speaking of restraints…is this your set of pink fuzzies?
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Lewd? Me? Oh fuck, I forgot I was the lewd Englishman. No, baby. My pink fuzzies are right here. I keep them close, to remind me of moments we shared together.
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Poor Poor bear.
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Bear? Yes I remember, we were, most of the time.
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You can spell better than that.
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Sorry. You are right. I feel suitably castigated. Bare, bare, bare, budum diddy dum
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Castigated is still better than castrated
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Oh god yes. I will cast my rod if you would rate it for me. See if I can hit the target.
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As long as it isn’t the first night I am not worried at all.
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A man has to practice his casting, you know. In order to get the range and accuracy right.
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well the casting couch is over here
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I’m ready for the audition. I hope I pass.
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Beautiful images…especially as I sit in a basement apartment in Toronto listening to people complain about an ice storm…Happy Holidays
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I think most of those places are under snow now anyway. Happy holidays, my friend.
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were
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Oh Lake Tahoe! Good to see you’re both had so much fun together! 😀
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Thanks. Tahoe is such a beautiful place.
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Funny. We have a lake here in the US which looks like this one in GB
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That’s quite some coincidence, John
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You and I discuss a lot of these “coincidences” don’t we.
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We do. It seems to be our thing. There are just so many coincidences in life.
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Even the fact of coincidence is a coincidence.
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That’s a coincidence. I was going to say that 😉
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What a coincidence I knew you were.
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I was kind of thinking these photos reminded me of somewhere out in the west of the U.S. 😉 Can’t you find asylum here? Maybe not political, but there might be a category for romantic asylum … or there should be 🙂
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Romantic asylum. I love the idea. If only there were that kind of category. I agree that there certainly should be.
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Great pictures Julian, but I feel like a stalker reading the comments. 🙂
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Stalking is a perfectly acceptable pastime in my opinion.
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Beautiful photos Julian. SD
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Thank you. It is a beautiful area.
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