MENTAL NOTE

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Sunday, November 10, 2019

Love Is...

I know from experience that we're all a bunch of voyeurs. We like to look when no one knows we're looking. We like to watch when no one knows we're there. We like to take a peek and get away with it. Well, our fiendishly eloquent friend and fellow-blogger Azra is set to make a big comeback, and what better way to let you indulge in your favorite indoor activity than to grant you a behind-the-scenes moment with just the two of us? You like that, don't you? (The right answer is a resounding yes.) 

Blue: Where is your blog????
Az: Sorry. Just changed it. Looking for congruency.
Blue: I understand.
Az: I miss you. And your sarcasm. So I'm making a concerted effort at a comeback.
Blue: Well, I've got plenty left, I assure you.
Az: Thank God for that.
Blue: Plenty. I LOVE sarcasm.
Az: LOL, I'll be sure to read everything I missed. I did a bit of work. Does it remind you of Bora Bora?

Blue: I saw that. There's a comeback looming! Plus you introduced me to Bora. I just stole it from you. Nothing but good intentions, obviously.

Az: LOL. This is the dream right there.
Blue: That's the one. Get yourself an avatar and I'll put you in that picture on the count of one.
Az: OK.
Blue: I'll tell you what... We need to write a sarcastic post together. You pick a topic. Love? Ouch. Doesn't have to be now. Just say when.
Az: Yes, I'm up for that. Whatever topic is fine by me. OK think of a topic and let me know... Love? Life? Or ASTRO Charts and star signs.
Blue: Whichever's the most painful.
Az: Hahaha!
Blue: Good one huh?
Az: Think I'm going to write about all three.
Blue: You're on a roll.
Az: Slap some butter on me and put me on the grill.
Blue: Hahaha! I wouldn't dare. I might not make it to heaven after all... Love is... (insert sarcastic comment right here).
Az: I'm already in hell so I'll take care of it hahaha!
Blue: Damn, Az.
Az: Ok, let's go for it.
Blue: Hell is... (insert sarcastic comment rrrright here).
Az: Life. Hell is life. Period. Hahaha!
Blue: Hahaha! The end.
Az: That's all folks.
Blue: It wasn't fun while it lasted!
Az: See ya, don't want to be ya.
Blue: Damn.
Az: Hahaha! Ok, so settled... first installment is... "Love is...".
Blue: So what is love? Love is...
Az: ....waiting for you to screw you over when you've given them your last piece of candy.
Blue: Ah, we're talking candy now. Well, let's see.... Love is like a box of chocolates. Too much of it will make you fat and pregnant hahaha!
Az: Hahaha!

Love is like roses. 
Roses are red. 
Violets are red. 
Bushes are red. 
Trees are red. 
I set your house on fire. 
(a sonnet) 

Blue: Hahahahahaha! I'm almost pissing my pants. Almost.
Az: Hahaha!
Blue: Wait a minute... Let me check. Yeah... almost hahaha!
Az: Hahaha! It's OK, I'll get you next time.
Blue: Finish this one for me: Love is a mystery.
Az: Love is a mystery. Love is a crime. On some street corners love is only a dime.
Blue: Hahaha! What are you drinking?
Az: It's the creative juices flowing spiked with some ginger for my throat.
Blue: I'm drinking ginger tea as I type this. I kid you not.
Az: Wow. Great minds, R. Great minds...
Blue: It's a fact.
Az: I had a squeeze of lemon in there too, come to think of it.
Blue: My mind is a lemon. Sour as heck. Hahaha!
Az: Hahaha! As long as it's not your heart.
Blue: Not yet!
Az: Great stuff!! I'm off to bed. Have an early morning. I hate working on Sundays.
Blue: I hate working... period.
Az: God, tell me about it.
Blue: Lazy-ass millennial snowflakes. Don't need God to tell you that!! Love is when you think you're special but the other person is blind.
Az: Love is when you want attention and the other person ignores you.
Blue: Ouch!
Az: I'm teaching the worst demographic known to man: 12 to 14 year olds.
Blue: That IS the worst demographic.
Az: Lord. They are either babies or know-it-alls. Drain the life out of me.
Blue: Love is when the train has left the station and you're not on it!
Az: Love is that one olive short of a martini.
Blue: Love is....
Az: ....never having to work again.
Blue: No, that's porn.
Az: Hahahahahaha!
Blue: Love is not...
Az: ....working on a Sunday morning.
Blue: It sure is. I'd call that true love.
Az: Hahaha.
Blue: Love is not...
Az: ...using the other person.
Blue: Well—
Az: ... unless they specifically ask for it!
Blue: Exactly hahaha! When love comes your way...
Az: ...make sure it's not indigestion.
Blue: Hahaha I'm officially pissing my pants. You are a dark shade of blue.
Az: That's the best thing you've ever said to me.
Blue: Don't remind me of the worst thing I've ever said to you!
Az: I won't. Because I can't remember myself hahaha!
Blue: Hahaha let's keep it that way. When love asks you for directions...
Az: ... you point them to the stars... They might not get there, but at least they'll get the hell out of your way.
Blue: Hahaha you are the best, do you know that?
Az: Second best thing you've ever said to me.
Blue: Well, don't make me blush now. Weren't you off to your bed?
Az: Yes, going now...
Blue: Sleep tight and kick them in the nuts!
Az: You too. Signing off, Captain. Chat tomorrow.
Blue: Not going anywhere.

P.S. Love is...
helping your friends out.

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105 comments:

  1. We should have our own Radio Show.

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  2. Please tell me you didn’t really slap butter on her? I mean, think of the repercussions?! The smell, the pimples, the bugs that would come....

    I guess I just don’t understand sarcasm. Lol

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    1. The truth be told I did consider it but she would have probably kicked me in the proverbial blue bells. You know... Women can be cruel. Repercussions with a capital R.

      I guess I just don’t understand sarcasm. Lol
      That's so funny. Did I mention it's so good to have you back?
      No? Here it comes: It's so good to have you back.

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    2. I’m glad to be back!! I was missing all the fun with my blogging buddies. :)

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    3. Just be honest: that's code for I missed you all!

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    4. I did, I did! I swear that I'm not lying! Well, maybe not all. I have my favorites, and I'm sure you know who they are. Of course you're one of them, Blue. :)

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    5. Well maybe not all... Hahaha! I knew it!

      Don't you dare make me blush. I'm expected to be blue!
      Now, do it again.

      Hello, Jax!

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    6. No butter for me Jax - I'm on a diet.

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    7. Sure you are. A diet of laughter and twister humor!

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    8. Yea, I'm on a diet too... but I'd never go on a diet without butter! My doctor recently told me to put cinnamon on everything since it helps stop some carbs from turning into sugar. I eat so much cinnamon now, that the indigestion alone helps me lose weight. :)

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    9. Dear Lord! Now I'm tempted to do.... THE EXACT SAME THING! Wish me luck!

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    10. Good luck! Let me know if it works for you. Just don’t put the cinnamon on your hard boiled eggs. I learned that the hard way...

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    11. Ok, I need to stock up on the cinnamon. Thanks for the tip Jax!

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    12. JAX!!!!! It's not working for meeeee! I put some cinnamon on my hard boiled eggs and now... well.... you know! Why do I always need to learn things the hard way??

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    13. Lol! You need to give it time. Eat it for two weeks and then circle back. :)

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  3. Hope you're keeping those 12-14 year olds in line. Better you than me!.

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    1. I literally told her to kick them in the nuts (Pardon my Swedish). Now I'm slightly worried she may have taken my advice literally.

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    2. Bijoux - they drive me INSANE, but they're the kids I'll never have.

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  4. Great exchange! And dig the poem. Isn't it awesome when friends help each other - and come up with great posts together? (PTM, Robyn, and I do that often.)

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    1. It brings a lot of unexpected (but expected!) joy.

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  5. I teach the same age group as your friends. It's awesome...and it's draining. Happy to see ya! Enjoyed your literary duo. :)

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    1. I bet they aren't entitled elitist snowflake brats. (I sure hope not, Rosey.)

      Good to hear from you again.

      Blue

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    2. Sorry to burst your bubble Blue - but they are indeed elitist brats. Most of them are children or grandchildren of Ministers and Prime Ministers and people who have too much money.

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    3. I meant the kids Rosey teaches. Yours are elitist brats, all right.

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    4. The kids Rosey teaches definitely are elitist brats. That age group is the WORST! Know-It-All and Me-Me-Me set.

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    5. Right on the button Theresa. I'm starting to think that almost everyone that age qualifies as an elitist brat.

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  6. I'm sure teaching 12-14 year olds is demographic "hell" but I have a 14 year old step granddaughter who has incredibly matured since her 11 year old self so maybe there is hope in that although it is terrible teaching them, they do eventually grow out of it.

    betty

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    1. Azra teaches elitist kids, betty. They tend to be different from us humble people :) Good to hear your step granddaughter is an ace!

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    2. Hi betty - I'm sure your granddaughter is wonderful. I teach people who think they can buy grades.

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    3. I once said to a student aged, what 20, "Why don't you close your book, check your FB and at the end of the semester I'll give you a diploma for just being you." She was not amused, so no sense of humor either. Which is another thing these days... everyone is so easily offended.

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    4. Lord! These kids have no sense of humour either!!

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    5. They're way to sensitive. Everything from the 80s or 90s is now "problematic". Never thought I'd hate the word problematic.

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  7. I think you should both do podcasts. I’d be listening to that 8 days a week! This talent should be violated! Push it out there! You have a beautiful unity - probs because you are both beautiful inside and out.

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    1. You put two blue people in the same room and they start laughing. What's that all about, right? Hello, Jules!

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    2. Jules - only if you'll agree to be a part of it. It could be like a morning show... we could torture people with our antics while they sit in traffic.

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    3. Don't you mean "turn their lives into a meaningful exercise in self-reflection mixed with a pinch of utter jealousy"? Just wondering.

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  8. lol well yeah, if one asked to be used, how can you not oblige? Of course too much and there comes that fat and pregnant thing back around again.

    But, Blue, you know love is really remakes and sequels and reboots that update things to the true spirit of the world.

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    1. "if one asked to be used, how can you not oblige?" EXACTLY!

      "Of course too much and there comes that fat and pregnant thing back around again."HAHAHAHA! (Why am I laughing?)

      "But, Blue, you know love is really remakes and sequels and reboots that update things to the true spirit of the world."OUCH! + infinity!

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    2. There are different degrees of "using" someone gentlemen. Like, I don't want someone to use my bank account but I wouldn't mind other things :D

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    3. That not necessarily what we gentlemen had in mind. Not... necessarily.

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    4. lol yeah, the last thing I was thinking about was bank accounts. One click or tap or swipe these days and the thrill is over, at least give me 5 mins.

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    5. Well of course you weren't thinking about bank accounts! Money doesn't make us happy! Hello. Five minutes is all it takes. It's a fact. Anyone who claims differently is lying through their teeth OR..... using something blue. Just saying. No, that's NOT why they call me blue hahahaha!

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    6. Hahahaha... look, first of all, I love money, it makes me very happy indeed. Secondly, I know someone who goes for much longer than 5 minutes, but that's what happens when you dip into the Generation Z pool.

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    7. MUCH longer.... Well, I'd consider that today's good news. A bit young, wouldn't you say? hehehe

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    8. Happy and money are a win.

      Dipping into the young stuff, geez. Guess I better get some blue pills to keep up.

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    9. Blue is the only way
      But don't take them every day
      Might get stuck during a walk
      Might entice those who stalk
      But young Generation Z is
      Doing the young fun bizzz!

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    10. haha stuck on umm fork
      Could bring many a stork

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    11. Won't happen to me
      In the place to be!

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    12. Generation Z... please don't remind me of my poor choices.

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    13. No stork to come?
      And then some?

      But you reminded and then told, so now we can remind.

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    14. I'd put that stork on the grill
      And send you the frigging bill
      Just so you know
      At the Kitty Cat Show!

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  9. That was so much fun to read. It's nice to have friends you can kid around with like that.

    I was shy and quiet between 12 and 14 but most kids are just obnoxious. That would be a hard job teaching kids that age.

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    1. Yes, Mary, it is nice to have at least a couple of friends. People today claim they have hundreds of friends, which is just plain BS if you ask me.

      You were shy and quiet. Well, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. I'd say it's a plus.

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    2. Witty banter is the spice of life Mary. The kids I teach are in a whole other generation that is so different from where I come from. I feel like they're oblivious to real life.

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    3. They are. They snap their moisterized fingers and a genie does all the hard work for them. Like an app.

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  10. Blue, I went to say hi to your friend and her blog wasn't there? I hope she comes back! I'm sorry I was late going over. I see my friend Magaly went by to say hi. I hope she is ok!!
    I love the "conversation" you two had! LOL! Big Hugs to the both of you!

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    1. You know I love your big hugs! I might keep them all to myself! I might.... :)

      And it was an actual conversation, 100% unscripted.

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    2. Hi again Stacy... yes I can verify that the entire conversation was unscripted and actually, that's the kind of banter we always have. You bring the funny out in me Blue. Oh the irony...

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  11. Blue, I just clicked on your link and she is there! Happy Dance!

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  12. I don't know Az, but now I feel as if I've been in the same room with both of you. Overhearing a conversation I'm not sure anyone else would have wanted me to overhear... ha ha!

    Love is... through thick and thin, rich or poor, in sickness and in health... loving your one even after a diagnosis that isn't going to have a positive outcome, trying to keep a positive outlook in spite of everything. Remembering why you said, "I do" in the first place, clinging to it, and never forgetting.

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    1. Hi Snowcatcher... Love is staying devoted no matter what. Wish you all the best!

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    2. Thank you, Az! Keep the sense of humor rolling!

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  13. Love the back and forth banter. You would have a hit radio show, I'm sure.

    Love is not killing your partner when you can hear him chew, or snore, or steal the covers. Waiting for her to finish getting ready an hour after she said she'd only be 20 minutes, not tossing her out of bed when she spends all night breaking wind, and resigning to the fact that when there are 3 cookies offered, she gets 2 and a bite of yours.

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    1. LOL Theresa :) Love is when Grandpa paints Grandma's nails because she has Arthritis and she cannot do it herself... even though HE has Arthritis too.

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    2. @Theresa - The way I see it, the cookie scenario should be punishable one way or another.
      @Az - Damn.

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    3. There was a story about that grandpa who went to a make up classes so that he can put make up on his granny wife who is too sick to do it herself, but he wants her to still look pretty when they go out to the shops. He then also did make up for his granddaughter when she went to prom because he became so good at it. And I'm talking about a fully straight man.

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    4. I love that, Az! I remember my husband painting my toenails when I couldn't reach over my big pregnant belly. His carpel tunnel makes pinching small objects hard, so it really was a big act of love on his part.

      Dezzy, I remember seeing that story on Facebook and thought, damn! She's got the best husband in the world. Jason straightens my hair and trims it from time to time, but I don't think he'd go as far as taking makeup classes to fix me up all pretty.

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    5. Just tell him a real man takes makeup classes to fix you up all pretty, and he'd gladly do it for you. (not?)

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  14. I almost couldn't see you in that deep blue - swim strongly and safely!

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  15. Love is always having a roll of duck tape and a hammer close by at all times because as they say if you can't duck it, fuck it...

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    1. Love is the scent of naked flesh all over your sheets... oh wait, that's lust.

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    2. @Mildred - Well said what they say!
      @Az - Damn.

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    3. Hahahaha Blue - is that all you can say?

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    4. I was temporarily lost for words.

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  16. And the fun continues in the comments....Glad Az is back, and what a wonderful way to welcome her, Blue! May the sparks always fly between you.

    Julie

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  17. It sounds like you two are having fun and feeling a little less blue :)

    May it always be so!

    Love is bittersweet
    Love is excepting flaws and imperfections

    Love has perplexed mankind since the beginning of time
    No unit of measure can capture it's intense pleasure
    Love has to be experienced, it's difficult to define

    Do, we speak of romantic love, deep and intense
    penetrating the soul, with an urgency for more
    is love when the world finally seems to make sense

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    1. Love is expecting flaws and imperfections. I love that line, True Blue. Thank you for writing that. You are such an inspiration.

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    2. expecting and accepting...it's unconditional

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    3. Yes, it is. Hello True, how are you? A straight A at your bay or maybe a C in the place to be?

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  18. I see what you did there, Blue making someone a little less blue.... You did a lot for Azrah, methinks, hope she understands that when somebody is there for you it usually means that they want you to be there for them too.

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    1. I have known Az pretty much as long as I've known you. I have always wanted to make her less blue and I keep failing. Thank you for noticing, though. You truly read between the lines like no one else.

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  19. You two play off each other very well. It's like you two know each other and get along or something. :)

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  20. I shall giggle at the "sonnet" for days and days. 😁

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    1. It's a work of art! It made me fall off my chair. Well, pretty much.

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  21. Chuckle muscle well and truly exercised. I think you two should have your own weekly show, it would be a hit I'm sure. Can we have part 2 next week please? Even the Brits might like it . . lol. ..although the humour is a little different to our's but we can adapt.

    Live long and prosper.

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