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...*considers exotic bastage*...

Are you considering that bastage the way your wife considers anal sex?

That hardly entails any consideration at all.

Actually you do handle bastages in much the same way as you missus handles anal. You have given both Jef and I bastages but not yourself. Your missus has......even a Mick can see where this is going.

...*thinks*...

...*long pause*...

this could take some time.

...*mindless, blank stare*...

*attaches electrodes to nipples and genitals*

this may speed things up.

...*no change*...

Like from that bankroll you gave to your wife to go shopping with?

Ooooh, a clever and cutting retort from the woolly one...

And yet still no bastage...

I'm assuming from your good mood that the invoice for your two weeks of unadulterated capitalism hasn't arrived yet?

Not yet, but I'm in Berlin all this week. No doubt the bills will greet me on my arrival home....

All week?

*heads off to Chez Wingy*

...*BUSINESS CLASS BASTAGE*...

Business class? Doesn't wifey let you sit in first, with her and the kids and the staff? [/going for a rapid double]

No, I'm in cargo [/close but no cigar]

Now I'm afraid of opening luggage off an airplane for fear of finding a distraught Wingding whom so eloquently found his way from storage into a bag...

Imagine the scene if I managed to find the animal transport section....

I don't want to imagine. I enjoy uninterrupted sleep with pleasant dreams of woman in scantly clad wonder bra's and cute french panties.

No cigar? Does it bother you that Clinton got more action than you? [/trying everything now]