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It occurs to me that I don't get to do icon posts in here very much.
One of the first thoughts that went through my mind when my alarm went off is that scene from Gone With the Wind, where, after Rhett hauls Scarlett kicking and screaming to her bedroom and presumably gives her the hot drunken sexing of her life (Curse you, Hayes office!), she wakes up and positively revels in post-coital hee-hee-hees for at least a cinematic minute and a half, and that's before she starts singing.
Lets just say I can certainly relate this morning. And that Kittyboy ought to let his Tiger off the chain more often.
One of the first thoughts that went through my mind when my alarm went off is that scene from Gone With the Wind, where, after Rhett hauls Scarlett kicking and screaming to her bedroom and presumably gives her the hot drunken sexing of her life (Curse you, Hayes office!), she wakes up and positively revels in post-coital hee-hee-hees for at least a cinematic minute and a half, and that's before she starts singing.
Lets just say I can certainly relate this morning. And that Kittyboy ought to let his Tiger off the chain more often.
