I have no hope in winning but I shall bid anyway. Excelsior.
You need to sell your art more often.....sadly, I've already spent all my money on moonpies and slide whistles. Next time I shall buy!
ooohh, so pretty! how I long for a disposable income to dispose on such elegance.
those sure are some thighs. me oh my. they could set sail to a thousand ships like helen of troy's thighs, i bet. they could win the hearts of a nation with merely a shimmy. those thighs.... okay you get the point.
You and Shelley have the same glasses. And similar mouths, too!Your little picture on the right doesn't show enough to compare your thighs.
You have a wonderful imagination.
You're right. Maybe I can comment on your thighs if I just imagine hard enough.
RUGBY PLAYER'S LEGS
I know many girls who have played rugby, and their legs do end up looking like that.
I'm a rugby player. On an unrelated note my legs are broken.
No I mean my legs!Like TREE TRUNKSor KEBAB ELEPHANT LEGSShelley just has a lady's leg. But I am not going to dispute details, it's just how it comes out of the pen some days, not worthy of debate.
My aunt was a rugby player and she ended up with a knee replacement before she hit 40. She's a tough lady, far tougher than I. The painting is pretty awesome, but I am currently broke, so no bidding for me.
I am intrigued by Miss Winter's quizzical expression. It is clear she is watching something very puzzling -- but what!? Probably one of Paul Daniel's magic tricks. Or maybe an asthmatic butcher juggling apricots? I must know!
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