negative on the young-girl-thing. it happens to the old girls too.

its all about the power. oh yeah, and daddy baggage. :right:

:coughs, throws up and passes out:

fun times.

Burning Man. :D

"ummm... Miss Sparkz.... there seems to be a problem with this expense report... please step into my office. Yes, close the door behind you."

I want names, addresses, phone numbers, naked photos.....and I want them now. :vikingsmi

manohman, you're sure frisky this friday.:D

youre fired. now what are you going to do to get your job back?

I've got a nice shiny penny with your name on it... now find it!

Blah, I could post a pic of my boss in lycra (he's a cyclist), better still, I could post a pic of him in his arseless chaps at a fancy dress party...but I would be sick.

Hey, he's fun, but theres noooo sexual attraction there.

I think I prefer Chey's boss, any positions vacant there Chey??? :p

me, myself and i


my place


1-800-555-2469

soon as you arrive. ;)

2469, i like that one

When the company I work for went to a paperless practice...my boss called me in and says: "pick two letters and four numbers for the new elink"

I had no idea wtf he was on about. I was a telephone operator at the time and a few friends I knew had that or another combination for their home phone numbers. So I pick my then initials and 2469. Had I known then what I know now...... _ _ 2469 is going to be my Employee ID for nearly every entity in the company for the rest of my days until I retire. :redface:

Chey's boss: "excuse me Ms. 2469, but I was on the Cellar yesterday, and couldn't help but notice a similarity between you and a certain Cellarite. I've been a bad boy, would you spank me?"

why go for someone who spanks? I have whips.

anything my boss would want i think i would do. :doit:

Hmmmm....Hey I think I have an opening at my place of employment if you are interested LOL ;)

I wound'nt like the posibility of bieng held blackmail by my job ( paycheck) or my position underhim. ( when he got bored )

lol! No pun intended :p

I was in love with my boss, too, at one point. He was about 10 years older than me, had a degree in philosophy from Yale, was a poet, and was one of the wittiest intelligent men you could ever hope to meet. Not to mention drop dead beautiful. Alas, we both married at the time.

We were the two library faculty members who had the responsibility of keeping the Ft. Lewis Collge library open during the summer break. Needless to say, the place was dead and we never had enough to do. I once filled his office with reptile and insect specimans from the bio department as a sign of my hopeless crush on him. He retaliated by placing a collection of smurfs in my office. It was like Jr. High or something. We spent many quiet late summer afternoons sitting on the front steps of the library, gazing at the La Plata mountains, talking about poetry and philosophy and SMOKING TOBACCO CIGARETTES (oh, evil me!)

We never once were in any way inappropriate with one another, but it was one of the wildest intellectual love affairs I've ever had. I like to think that this was true for him also. I'm also glad we didn't break up our marriages over it.

he is married, i would have the upper hand. ;)

That would depend on his wife. ;)

nah.... i will slap the biatch down! :p

(is only playin', boss has to high of an integrity to cheat) *so does cheyenne* *cheyenne don't share!*

Sorry if I came off being selfrighteous. It wasn't really the cheating. I am not so full of integrity. I am just self preserving and always thinking of the bottom line. Which happens to be me.


You see
I am not so free loving and big beautiful hearted like you Chey. You jump in with both feet. I admire that. :)

I had a bit of trouble thinking of the bad things I want. In the world of me, if I want it it cannot be bad. :) That being said, and having read the above posts, it seems like I will have to start hiring employees...

Did I hear someone mention blumpkin?

not on this site. no. never.

i have to laugh at that because i am the exact opposite. :o

i figure, if i want it . . . . it must be bad.

I want McCartney's ex....and his 600 million. :blush:

I wish I didn't do the bad things I don't do for the right reasons.

You'd rather not do them for the wrong reasons? Or you'd rather do them?

I want school to be over. School should be over when childrens brain cells start to die. I mean if I have to see that glazed over look just one ....more...day.

That's bad huh?

I wanna' rub spaghetti-o's all over my body and expose myself to the Cellar Ladies!

Do they have to be spaghettis-os? Would Chef Boy-ar-dee ravioli work?

Can they play ring toss on rkzenrage with the O's?

You cut me... you cut me deep. :sniff:

Did I say Speghetti-O's? I meant hoola-hoops. I always confuse those two. :rolleyes:

:)

nah you were right the first time with the spagetti-o's
;)

The bad thing I want is Kagen...mmmmmmmm...Kagen....:yum:

now now bri, the doctor said if you have anymore of me you'll need a new pelvis and coccyx :doit:

I thought he said you'd be the one needing the new coccyx ;) sweetie!

i think you miss heard what i would need a new one of.

is it bad that i cant stop thinking of a man covered in spaghetti now?

mmmmm and parmeson cheeeese ;)

Does he come with a lil frankfurts?

If all he's got is a lil frankfurt, I don't want him.

*falls off chair laughing* :lol2:

Hasn't anyone ever told you that it's not the size of the frankfurt that's important, but how it gets put it in the bun? ;)

what a crock of bologne. only those with small franks believe such a statement.

Well I was just trying to make a funny, but it seems I failed miserably at that.:greenface

I guess it's a good thing I don't have a small frank then.:rolleyes:

But what about putting it in the buns? That part is OK, right?

Actually, I have been known to bless and kiss and love on a lil frankfurt...more than he was worth, to tell the truth. I've been BURNED by a lil frankfurt.

Money.

no, its how well you can lick then bun to make the bun kick you off the end of the bed, crawl into a ball, struggle to breath and jerk violently at the slightest touch for the next 20min.

That's right. It's not how big the frankfurter is, it's how long and how well you lick the taco. Oh, and how many battery operated devices you use, and how creative you can be. :drool: And, boys and girls, never forget the third finger.;) I am a sex god - in my dreams. Well, in the wet ones, anyway.

i knowz ya wuz :p


and ayup, good thang. *takes a peek at shocks package*

Wow.

Just, wow.

small frankfurt over here anyday! those big ones are more trouble than they are worth.

a nice sized bun and a moderate to small sized frankfert is very satisfying thank you very much. Oh, and the smaller the frankie - the more times your can put it into the bun without the bun, eh, breaking in half.

Dont forget the sauce!!!

The best part is eating it, though... what good's a bun OR a hot dog if you dont put it in your mouth?

All these comparisons to hotdogs, frankfurts, and buns... obviously the physical nature of the tools may resemble these items, but if you are gonna talk about what to do with em, making coffee is a much better example...

Making a cup of coffee is like making love to a beautiful woman. It's got to be hot. You've got to take your time. You've got to stir.. gently, and firmly.

You've got to grind your beans until they squeak. And then you put in the milk.


So who wants some coffee? ;)

making love is like watching an old broken tv. you turn its knobs and if that doesnt work you slap it around a bit. if its not satisfying you have to keep getting up and moving around for whats going on to make any sense. and the only way to really enjoy it is to put on a video.

Gee Kagen, I never realized you are such a romantic.:unsure: