And you have almost no coffee in your cup, but at least you have a cup. I, on the other hand, have no soul, being a mere temporary, intermittent and ever-changing flickering of electrochemistry, apparently, which nobody has ever seen, nor ever will see, nor could see, although they can recoil from the flabby fatty proteinaceous and calciferous cage that contains me. No romance? What tosh. My reality is all hidden, deep within. Thank goodness.
Awww, how sweet. That explanation has melted my romantic heart... (so long as we stick with your interpretation of the shape and not my alternative. If my alternative you may wish to inform the constabulary). Goodnight.
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If only it were as easy as this.
Sometimes it is. However, things that aren't easy are often worth the most and give the most satisfaction.
That wasn't supposed to be anonymous - I forgot to sign in!
Ahhhh, So you're the pesky Anonymous eh Ruth? Gotcha! Hey look bloggers everywhere - every damn comment by that mad Anonymous. It was Ruth!
And by the way - it looks like something less savoury than a love heart to me.
If only I was that imaginative!
And BTW....you have no romance in your soul.
And you have almost no coffee in your cup, but at least you have a cup. I, on the other hand, have no soul, being a mere temporary, intermittent and ever-changing flickering of electrochemistry, apparently, which nobody has ever seen, nor ever will see, nor could see, although they can recoil from the flabby fatty proteinaceous and calciferous cage that contains me. No romance? What tosh. My reality is all hidden, deep within. Thank goodness.
Actually, it wasn't my cup, or even my coffee. The picture was taken by a certain someone and sent to my mobile phone in a message :-)
Awww, how sweet. That explanation has melted my romantic heart... (so long as we stick with your interpretation of the shape and not my alternative. If my alternative you may wish to inform the constabulary). Goodnight.
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