Mooning, In The Moping Sense Of The World, Rather Than, Well, You Know

[quizzical_gaze]

I'm so over Julia. I saw her yesterday and I didn't really feel anything towards her. It could be that lust burns itself out so quickly, or it could be that Faisal's usual barrage of early morning phone sex on speaker-phone killed my libido straight away. Seriously - for the uninitiated - one of my co-workers likes to have phone sex on speaker-

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[touchstarved]

Awwwww...*snuggles you*

[quizzical_gaze]

You know I'd love a snuggle from you.

[sabrarosa]

Aw, poor, poor frustrated little British boy. I would gladly throw one your way if I was there. And not married.

[quizzical_gaze]

Right, that's my new project. Kidnap Marie and break up her marriage. Erm, no, wait, my therapist told me to stop being a cartoonish supervillain. Sorry.

[sabrarosa]

*L* Will you have the long mustache and tie me to the railroad tracks too?

[quizzical_gaze]

Well, if that's your thing...

[blackeyedbroken]

You know you're more likely to get one if you don't try to break up marriages. *chuckles*

[quizzical_gaze]

Round here, it often seems like the opposite is true...

[blackeyedbroken]

You're obviously frequenting the wrong places then.

[quizzical_gaze]

Tell me about it. Me and a co-worker were bitching about being given a raw deal today. He said maybe he'd get hassled less if he didn't do any work, like the people in the office next door. I said I'd be more popular and get laid more if I was a vile, insensitive and mean-spirited arsehole. I think both of those ideas may have something in them.