I think they have all wilted. We should send some nekkid old men over to perk them up again.SxThank you so much for my competition prize!!!
Crikey... I hope I don't sound like a mocking bird?Sx
Poor sods, they have stale pretzels and tap water ...
Oh, dear, Ms Scarlet. Wilted houseboys will never do. But you're right: the sight of saggy old flesh will soon get them up on their feet and raring to go lest their nubile young skin goes the same way.A mocking bird? Why, I'm sure I don't know what you mean? ;)Mago: No wonder they wilted. Hors d'oeuvres and Champagne is in order, then. We'll soon have them as effervescent as usual!
Proper technique is to torture and taunt them for as long as possible ... like a cat or MJ.
LX: You speak as if you've had experience in such things. I'm imagining from your cats and MJ...
I'm hard pressed to take care of my own, much less MJ's on top of it.
I know what you mean, Roses. Houseboys can be so trying.
and i suppose the houseboy's name is atticus felch?
Oh, so you've read it, Norma?
I'm sure a light dusting of glitter and some appletinis will tie them over until MJ returns.That poor teeny tiny houseboy on the cover. I'm surprised he hasn't quit yet if he has to clean up after those 3 giant women towering over him. He could build a big top circus tent out of one of their ginormous undergarments.
Tickle my fancy, why don't you?