First, it was not necessarily a 'date,' other me. I was providing a way for her to experience a festival that was important to her traditions, one that she would have not been able to celebrate otherwise.
And it is disappointing that you choose not to share. I obtained some pomegranate wine for the celebration, though we did not drink it yet. It may be suitable for comparison, and I am rather curious as to what this 'mead' is like, since you speak so highly of it.
Bah, that wine would be juice in comparison to this stuff. Plus I didn't know how long you'd be busy, so I just stayed up on the roof. Gets cold up there. Mead makes it better though.
I was not 'hung up.' I merely needed advice so that it would be as authentic as possible. And perhaps so she would enjoy it.
And you did not need to stay on the roof. After the meal, we retired to my sleeping quarters. I wished to perform with her the reciprocation spell I had been developing.
I beg your pardon. It was most certainly not the magical equivalent or any equivalent of a sexual act. I admit that it was an intimate sharing of energy and heka, but really, other me. That is utterly ridiculous!
Just get over yourself and get laid already. You sound like you need it even more than I do. (Not that I need it, because "need" is for the weak, but that's entirely beside the point. Doing a sixteen-country business deal has a way of leaving even my consitution tense.)
So that's why most people stick to fifteen countries or less at a time, thanks for clearing that up. To show my gratitude to you for that bit of info, I'll keep myself from snarking over the getting laid part of your comment.
And when was the last time you got laid by somebody who wanted more out of you than sex and money, for whatever little you're worth? I'll have you know I simply haven't had the time to knock back for ten minutes since I got home. Being superior does not mean I'm gifted with more than 24 hours in a day. Some of us actually have jobs to do, Honda. And what's more, your so-called "snark" could be dreamt up by a brain-damaged two-year-old on heavy drugs.
Ouch, could you be any more obvious about not having time to relax? Fine, I'll continue not snarking for now. Moving on... Either no one's clued you in to the joys of delegation, your company has an overabundance of bureaucracy and middle management, or you're having even more problems than I'd thought finding competent employees. Once you have time for petty things like sleep, maybe you'll be able to see the solutions to all three potential problems. Which would then, in theory, lead to being less cranky and thus able to find someone up to your standards of getting laid too. I'd offer, if you didn't sound convinced I'd try to take your money; just because I don't have my name on any buildings doesn't mean I'm hard up for funds or employment.
It's quite difficult to find competent employees when those currently available are even more moronic than your idiotic self.
As for your pathetic offer, I would like to point out that the only penis I care to have in my bed is my own, thank you. Unless you plan to grow breasts and a vaginal cavity between this comment and your own, I have no interest.
You make it so difficult to tell if that means you think there's a lot of people with less intelligence than me or just that you think I and the pool of potential employees have intelligence that scarily low. I do have to say though, other company owners don't seem to be having so much trouble.
Hey, this is Domino, weirder things have happened. Plus, I had no reason to assume about your heterosexuality.
The main problem, however, is simply a side effect of being ridiculously successful. It creates a great deal for me to oversee, and some tasks cannot be delegated. We all remember what happened the last time I delegated a task that important, right? Just in case you have long-term memory problems as well, allow me to remind you. The delegates tried to kill me, my brother, and take over my company. Not happening again.
Don't assume I'm gay, and I won't assume you're straight. How does that sound?
I don't think I was there for that, but okay, understandable reason. Amazing how other highly successful people don't seem to have problems like that, or maybe I just never hear about it.
Fine with me. In the interest of clarity, I'd like to say I was actually assuming you were bi, like the majority of people in Domino.
And it is disappointing that you choose not to share. I obtained some pomegranate wine for the celebration, though we did not drink it yet. It may be suitable for comparison, and I am rather curious as to what this 'mead' is like, since you speak so highly of it.
Though I likely should not even ask the question.
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Bah, that wine would be juice in comparison to this stuff. Plus I didn't know how long you'd be busy, so I just stayed up on the roof. Gets cold up there. Mead makes it better though.
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And you did not need to stay on the roof. After the meal, we retired to my sleeping quarters. I wished to perform with her the reciprocation spell I had been developing.
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You went to your bedroom together? And had the magical equivalent of sex too? Holy shit.
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I beg your pardon. It was most certainly not the magical equivalent or any equivalent of a sexual act. I admit that it was an intimate sharing of energy and heka, but really, other me. That is utterly ridiculous!
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In other news, how was your date-get-together-thingy?
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As for your pathetic offer, I would like to point out that the only penis I care to have in my bed is my own, thank you. Unless you plan to grow breasts and a vaginal cavity between this comment and your own, I have no interest.
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Hey, this is Domino, weirder things have happened. Plus, I had no reason to assume about your heterosexuality.
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The main problem, however, is simply a side effect of being ridiculously successful. It creates a great deal for me to oversee, and some tasks cannot be delegated. We all remember what happened the last time I delegated a task that important, right? Just in case you have long-term memory problems as well, allow me to remind you. The delegates tried to kill me, my brother, and take over my company. Not happening again.
Don't assume I'm gay, and I won't assume you're straight. How does that sound?
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Fine with me. In the interest of clarity, I'd like to say I was actually assuming you were bi, like the majority of people in Domino.
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In the interest of clarity, I would like to say that your assumption was wrong.
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