[lace-chat] :) Fwd: Marital counselling
I'm almost sure I've seen this one before, but, if so, it's worth another round. And it fits in, perfectly, with the "bash the husbands" theme :) From: A.N. A husband and wife came for counselling after 15 years of marriage. When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 15 years they'd been married. She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable. An entire laundry list of un-met needs she had endured over the course of their marriage . Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking the wife to stand, he embraced her and kissed her passionately. The woman shut up and quietly sat down dumbfounded as though in a daze. The therapist turned to the husband and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can you handle this?" The husband thought for moment and replied "Well, I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I fish." -- Tamara P Duvallhttp://t-n-lace.net/ Lexington, Virginia, USA (Formerly of Warsaw, Poland) To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[lace-chat] :) Fwd: The Love Dress
I don't remember seeing this particular one before, though it's in the general "let's bash the males some more" vein, and I get quite a few of those. More funny than most, though :) From: G.R. A woman stopped by unannounced at her son's house. She knocked on the door then immediately walked in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law laying on the couch, totally naked. Soft music was playing, and the aroma of perfume filled the room. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm waiting for Mike to come home from work," the daughter-in-law answered. "But you're naked!" the mother-in-law exclaimed. "This is my love dress," the daughter-in-law explained. "Love dress? But you're naked!" "Mike loves me to wear this dress," the DIL explained. "It excites him no end. Every time he sees me in this dress, he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours on end. He can't get enough of me." The mother-in-law left. When she got home, she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive. Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively. "What are you doing?" he asked. "This is my love dress," she whispered, sensually. "Needs ironing," he said. "What's for dinner? HE NEVER HEARD THE SHOT -- Tamara P Duvallhttp://t-n-lace.net/ Lexington, Virginia, USA (Formerly of Warsaw, Poland) To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
Re: [lace-chat] Help - oops
Here I wrote > Eleven twelve dig and delve (hm, don't know the collection) and meant 'connection' - tsk - blame it on the distractions in the household clamouring for lunch... - bye for now Bev in Sooke BC (on beautiful Vancouver Island, west coast of Canada) To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
Re: [lace-chat] Help
Isn't that it, though? The whole little rhyme has BL references: One, two buckle my shoe (get ready for school - lace school) Three four out the door (going there) Five six pick up sticks (the bobbins) Seven eight lay them straight (tension?!) Nine ten, a big fat hen (pin) Eleven twelve dig and delve (hm, don't know the collection) Thirteen fourteen maids a courting (more with bobbin pairs...) Fifteen sixteen (I forget) Seventeen eighteen maids a-waiting Nineteen twenty that's a-plenty (end of repeat?) something like that anyway! -- bye for now Bev in Sooke, BC (on Vancouver Island, west coast of Canada) On Sun, 29 Jul 2007, Shirley Meier wrote: > Does anyone know a poem about bobbins that is a variation on > One, Two buckle my shoe > Three, Four knock at the door, etc ? > > Apparently there is one but I can't find it anywhere. > Shirley in Corio Oz. > > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > > To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: > unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to > [EMAIL PROTECTED] > To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[lace-chat] Help
Does anyone know a poem about bobbins that is a variation on One, Two buckle my shoe Three, Four knock at the door, etc ? Apparently there is one but I can't find it anywhere. Shirley in Corio Oz. [EMAIL PROTECTED] To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
