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Grrrrr, you’re not supposed to be teaming up with Jane S unless it’s to put me closer to her! All Anti-Randy banter is strictly prohibited!
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I don’t/cannot hear you when you’re like this. Bring me actionable information on how I can close in on my query and we might be able to resume normal interaction. Grr.
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I like to believe that the potent mixture of various lubricants and exotic massage oils have helped me to build up resistance to bacteria.
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So if I get you a truck and a travel trailer, you’ll let me be sort of a “stowaway” in the back of it and drive me into Minneapolis? (Shhhhhhh. She might be listening.)
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Jane S? The woman is a sweetheart, a lamb, a gentle dove, a saint! Butter doesn’t even melt in her mouth, that’s how cool she is! She and I go waaaaaaay back, she’s had a thing for me lo these many years. I can handle Jane, you just sneak me into the city past all of those officers who enforce restraining orders, I’ll charm her and let you off the hook. I’ve done it plenty of times before, she’s like soft putty in my capable hands .
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Baby! It’s Randy! Don’t you recognize me? Why all the heavy artillery all of a sudden? Now you just come right over here and give your Ran-Man a warm hug and a hot kiss, Sweeti-Kins! (Smooch, smooch.)
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