Reply To: The Eights’ Shift, Stories
“Well, I’m not eating bitter batter, even if it has got butter in it. I’m going out dancing, are you coming?”
“Dang it, yes! Let’s dance, darling, let’s dance! It’s a dandy day for dancing, I’m decidedly dapper today ~ and dashing and daring, dammit!”
“Come on then you cute cuddly chickpea, my carriage careers round the corner now, to catch you at the curb. Come, cherished chum, come cavorting with me!”