🚀 go-pugleaf

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  Jeanette, You are some writer...
I have always loved talking with you, reading your letters, everything about
you and your soft brown hair...
Wow, I'm just too tickled by your verbal O!  I'm grinning like a madman up at
the screen as I write.  I will reply in kind soon,  right now I just want to
chat back atcha!  Wow,  I am imagining you covered in marinara sauce dear... 
plenty of mozzarella and ricotta...

we would have a hell of a life together, you and I...
noone would get any sleep... and the moaning and griping we would do. . .. .

"suck on this, eat this, push here, put this on, shave these, turn over--ooh,
my achin' back! You're a lunatic-al sex machine, If it werent for all the
unconditional love you send I would have expired long ago...."  

"Oh, yeah? what about you with all those fine demands of your'n? my tongue has
muscles in places where most tongues dont even have places!  tear these off me,
push here, nurse these, pet my hair, love me kiss me, devour me . . . You're
god's gift to mankind, you know that?!?  if it werent for all the unconditional
love you send I'd have parked my carcass at forest lawn months ago...."

now THEM'S complaints I'd like to be hearing and uttering!!

all the best honey pie,

Louis 

see you in your warm cool peaceful tense curtained warm peaceful tense office
tomorrow...
grin...