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'DAMN THAT JANICE WINDLE & DONALL DEMPSEY . . **** 'EM!" January & June were having fun hanging out together not just for sweet alliteration's sake but because - they could. And they had always secretly fancied each other. Time had taken a holiday. Not an every day occurence. So they took advantage of this once in a blue moon - happening. Monday & Sunday were in bed together ( don't ask me what they were doing ). A century & a second were gazing into each other's eyes amazed to see themselves reflected there. The hands of the clock were spooning. An hour was courting ( such an old fashioned word ) a beautiful young ahhhhh moment. Time itself was sulking because the lovers weren't paying him any mind what so ever. They seemed to live in the "...now, now, very now" ( as Mr. Shakespeare puts it ) scattering their smiles here and everywhere see them blossoming into squeals and laughter. A new millennium had just turned up & was at once ( "Wot de...!") press ganged into one of their forever kisses. **** that Janice Windle & Donall Dempsey!" Time throwing a hissy fit! **** that Janice Windle & Donall Dempsey!" **** 'em!"
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 5:01 PM UTC
'DAMN THAT JANICE WINDLE & DONALL DEMPSEY . . **** 'EM!"
'DAMN THAT JANICE WINDLE & DONALL DEMPSEY . . **** 'EM!" January & June were having fun hanging out together not just for sweet alliteration's sake but because - they could. And they had always secretly fancied each other. Time had taken a holiday. Not an every day occurence. So they took advantage of this once in a blue moon - happening. Monday & Sunday were in bed together ( don't ask me what they were doing ). A century & a second were gazing into each other's eyes amazed to see themselves reflected there. The hands of the clock were spooning. An hour was courting ( such an old fashioned word ) a beautiful young ahhhhh moment. Time itself was sulking because the lovers weren't paying him any mind what so ever. They seemed to live in the "...now, now, very now" ( as Mr. Shakespeare puts it ) scattering their smiles here and everywhere see them blossoming into squeals and laughter. A new millennium had just turned up & was at once ( "Wot de...!") press ganged into one of their forever kisses. **** that Janice Windle & Donall Dempsey!" Time throwing a hissy fit! **** that Janice Windle & Donall Dempsey!" **** 'em!"
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 5:01 PM UTC
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