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The Davey-SOLO Bed-and-Breakfast—Objectively Superior!Submitted by Lindsay Perigo on Wed, 2008-01-30 23:42.
I have just returned to my lair from overnighting with Lance and Grace at their new digs, near the school where Grace is about to take up duties as Head of Music. This is the school where the kids infamously make their own music in the bushes at lunchtime (see any newspaper this past week), so Grace will have her work cut out. But I digress. The Davey-SOLO Bed and Breakfast does dinner as well. Superb dinner. Last night it was Scotch Fillet a Lance—i.e., embellished with a blue vein cheese sauce bound by Dashwood Sauvignon Blanc. Tasty as the cutest All Black. Regina Dildo, eat your heart out! The justly famed golden potatoes were on offer also, as was a crisp fresh salad. Linz normally theatrically rejects "healthy muck" but on this occasion was actually seen to eat his greens. Needless to say this sumptuous fare was accompanied by appropriate quantities of Shiraz (I trust I can rely on someone here to inform Babs?) and an equally fast flow of conversation, followed by some objectively superior music (again, please apprise Babs of this delinquency, someone). This morning it was La Grace's turn. Honey-cured bacon, eggs, waffles and maple syrup. Strong tea with condensed milk. Yum yum yum yum. Breakfast nirvana! Thanks guys! Objectively superior—and anyone who doesn't get it is a moron.
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Just my wee joke...one of
Just my wee joke...one of my chums suggested that a couple of brandys' and soda would work wonders for this jolly 'flu...and I have had 7 so far...and yes...gosh..moving right along.
Did anyone hear the weather forecast for tomorrow?
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Wives and sox
Yes but you homos miss out on those too.
Oh, wives are all right for homos. Cages. Spoons. Of course, I eschew the silly creatures altogether.
But he has to wash his own sox now, cause I find that way more than creepy!
He does realise they don't work, I trust?
Elijah...
no please carry on... were you going to say gay?
I was wondering about the
I was wondering about the "masseuses" comment...did you mean you expect your brood to give you the occasional massage
...or that masseuses are readily on hand
...in which case, if your son finds it creepy it could mean he is...ummmm...(nevermind)
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Silly Billy...
What's it to do with having children? Aren't these things what wives are for?
Yes but you homos miss out on those too.
Of course, I've never had a wife either... Glenn was the closest I ever got to one.
Matty dearest... my evil knows some bounds, I mean, I pay for unlimited monthly broadband for all of us. There has to be a trade off. Of course I was jesting about the masseuses... my son now finds that a bit too creepy and I respect that (he used to be the best!). But he has to wash his own sox now, cause I find doing that way more than creepy!
Ha ha...good point,
Ha ha...good point, Olivia...however, I was meaning that when you are away from home, staying at an Hotel, you can slip the concierge a couple of hundred dollars and mention you seek a "blond haired, blue eyed, 19 year old chap..oh! ummmm... to act as a "guide", to show me around town"
...and one is produced in double quick time (without so much as a knowing wink).
But at home...hmmmmm...with all sorts of wankers and annoying time servers, you have to go through the motions of "oh, you know that novel I am reading at the moment? well, a chap who is studying it at university, he is popping over shortly...purely to discuss it with me...I want to 'delve' into the more salient points...please show him into my room would you? ..oh and do not disturb us for several hours, as he will be in the middle of our tutorial and I do not want to lose my train of thought.."
So yes, gosh, I absolutely LOVE hotels
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Erm ...
Elijah... this is where you homos miss out on having children! Dishwashers, masseuses, errand runners and tea makers abounding.
What's it to do with having children? Aren't these things what wives are for?
Liv
Your sadistic evil knows no bounds.
Ah...
Elijah... this is where you homos miss out on having children! Dishwashers, masseuses, errand runners and tea makers abounding. Sometimes when I'm not getting what I want done around the house, I just unplug the D-Link (wisely set up in my bedroom) and they all suddenly appear out of the woodwork ready and eager to help. Hehhehhee [evil matronly cackle].
Oh! does Lance run a bed
Oh! does Lance run a bed and breakfast? ...gosh, it actually sounds rather nice..(although I would probably forgo the bacon and condensed milk in my tea)..and worth a visit.
I love hotels, you generally find the domestic staff much more subservient and helpful than those you get at home...
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Oh Grace!
Your idea of breakfast is my idea of breakfast!
A book fell off the arm of a chair?? That Perigo is a hooligan through and through. I trust it was not a copy of Atlas for that would be sacrilege.
Shhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your comment about Linz's raucous behaviour is worrying. I am sure this will be translated into headlines on OL - "PERIGO IN DRUNKEN HOUSE TRASHING HORROR SHOCK".
Followed by a string of self righteous "I told you so" posts from the KASSless but civil folk on that site.
Just don't mention the goat-fucking.
Ye gods you're right!
Yes, from what I've seen, one should never assume they have a sense of humour or perspective.
Just more ammo....
Your comment about Linz's raucous behaviour is worrying. I am sure this will be translated into headlines on OL - "PERIGO IN DRUNKEN HOUSE TRASHING HORROR SHOCK".
Followed by a string of self righteous "I told you so" posts from the KASSless but civil folk on that site.
Cheers
And what a delightful dinner
And what a delightful dinner guest Linz was.
Though the raucous behaviour (a BOOK was knocked off the arm of a CHAIR!) was just terrible!