Sex and the City Movie Sequel: Exclusive Leaked Script Extract
Ext. Near the Brooklyn Bridge.
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Well, here's one idea that brings a nice symmetry to your latest posts: she could take one up the ass to kick-start her, thereby providing a particularly elegant solution to both her problems at once. I'm not saying that's what I would do, mind, so don't go calling me filthy (again)... And you know who I am darlin', but I'm posting as anonymous because I can't be arsed (!) to choose an identity. I've survived just fine thus far without one (although I do so love being your glamorous assistant, you know that).
I'm sure she has tried that. Or will one day. Anything to further a talentless bloodsucker's career (obviously I mean the sassy emancipated chix off of Sex And the City here and not anyone else I might know - does that count as a disclaimer?)
We need to work out which one of us really is the other's glamourous assistant soon, or we are going to run out of lipstick. See you Saturday darlin' >>>>>>>>>Finger guns!
I love that balance of flavours - little bit of sour, little bit of sweet, just a nod towards bitter... my particular palate could use some salty but we can work on that on the weekend, ok? Finger guns back atcha darlin' (not as if we don't have enough forums - or whatever the plural is, I did Latin at school, I should know - for flirting without cluttering up your blog as well, but anyway...)
True talent is never appreciated in its lifetime. But don't take that as an invitation to snuff it anytime soon darlin'...(and especially not on the job, as I could do without being known as the 'necro-express'). Mwah!
I think being known as the homo-express is enough for one gal to deal with. I'll get the doctor to check that I'm still full of vim and vigour before we go ahead with our "deal".
Vigour, rigour... I'll take what I'm offered. Besides, I think checking your vim involves the doctor sticking his finger up your backside and, frankly, I'd prefer you saved the kinky stuff for me.
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Well, here's one idea that brings a nice symmetry to your latest posts: she could take one up the ass to kick-start her, thereby providing a particularly elegant solution to both her problems at once. I'm not saying that's what I would do, mind, so don't go calling me filthy (again)...
And you know who I am darlin', but I'm posting as anonymous because I can't be arsed (!) to choose an identity. I've survived just fine thus far without one (although I do so love being your glamorous assistant, you know that).
I'm sure she has tried that. Or will one day. Anything to further a talentless bloodsucker's career (obviously I mean the sassy emancipated chix off of Sex And the City here and not anyone else I might know - does that count as a disclaimer?)
We need to work out which one of us really is the other's glamourous assistant soon, or we are going to run out of lipstick. See you Saturday darlin'
>>>>>>>>>Finger guns!
I love that balance of flavours - little bit of sour, little bit of sweet, just a nod towards bitter... my particular palate could use some salty but we can work on that on the weekend, ok?
Finger guns back atcha darlin'
(not as if we don't have enough forums - or whatever the plural is, I did Latin at school, I should know - for flirting without cluttering up your blog as well, but anyway...)
Awww. It's mostly shite here in comments anyways. The amount of decent guests I get is fucked, especially when you factor in how clever I am darlin'.
True talent is never appreciated in its lifetime. But don't take that as an invitation to snuff it anytime soon darlin'...(and especially not on the job, as I could do without being known as the 'necro-express').
Mwah!
I think being known as the homo-express is enough for one gal to deal with. I'll get the doctor to check that I'm still full of vim and vigour before we go ahead with our "deal".
Vigour, rigour... I'll take what I'm offered.
Besides, I think checking your vim involves the doctor sticking his finger up your backside and, frankly, I'd prefer you saved the kinky stuff for me.
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