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[ashlyme]

(I lied about the not posting bit)

Swapping cod-eighteenth century bisexual innuendo-texts based on the fictional scorers of I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue with a good friend of mine. I don't know who else would do this. I'm probably going to hell for some of these texts but I'm happy. Not the worst Christmas Eve I've had.

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[sovay]

I'm probably going to hell for some of these texts but I'm happy.

MACROS OR IT DOESN'T COUNT.

(Merry Christmas Eve.)

[ashlyme]

(It might help if I said we were both listening to Handel's Messiah on the radio. Sven and Samantha are the scorers on Clue, and in the old days when we met up for drinks, every time I went for a cigarette on a colder night my friend referred to it as going to get some chestnuts. It got grubbier. We're both queer R4 fans raised on Carry On films; I can't offer any better defence.)


"Master Sven has report'd that he was he was much surprised by the Messiah's length, but enjoy'd nonetheless.... he handeled it well, were his words.I smote him."

"His fingerwork is truly sublime. Perhaps he could coax a mighty Vox Humana from my own modest instrument."

...und so weiter. I won't say you had to be there.

Merry Yule to you, my friend. <3

[sovay]

...und so weiter. I won't say you had to be there.

I'm impressed by how much your typing sounds like Kenneth Williams.

*hugs*

[ashlyme]

*I'm impressed by how much your typing sounds like Kenneth Williams.*

I just checked the "international keyboard" on my old mobile, just in case it offered Polari.

*hugs*