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<DIV> that's all right when your my age not much works and you don't care</DIV>
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<DIV>wolfie !</DIV>
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<DIV>in service to the kingdom and </DIV>
<DIV>the one from whom all blessings flow</DIV>
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<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>To: </B><A title=elfsea@ansteorra.org href="mailto:elfsea@ansteorra.org">Barony of Elfsea</A>;<A title=loch-ruadh@ansteorra.org href="mailto:loch-ruadh@ansteorra.org">loch-ruadh@ansteorra.org</A></DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Sent:</B> 12/09/2005 9:27:50 AM </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Subject:</B> [Loch-Ruadh] WAY OT - joke - Urges</DIV>
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<DIV>I never have quite figured out why the urges of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. And I never figured out why men think with their head and women think with their heart. And I never yet have figured out how the sexual desire gene gets thrown into a state of turmoil when it hears the words "I do." </DIV>
<DIV>One evening last week, my wife and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, "I don't feel like it. I just want you to hold me." </DIV>
<DIV>I said, "WHAT???" </DIV>
<DIV>So she says the words that I and every husband on the planet dread. She explains that I must not be in tune with her emotional needs as a woman. I'm thinking, "What was her first clue?" I finally realize that nothing was going to happen that night, so I went to sleep. </DIV>
<DIV>The very next day, we went shopping at a big, unnamed department store. I walked a! round with her while she tried on three different, very expensive outfits. She could not decide which one to take, so I told her to take all three of them. She then tells me that she wants matching shoes worth $200.00 a pair to which I say OK. And then we go to the jewelry department where she gets a pair of diamond earrings. </DIV>
<DIV>Let me tell you. She was so excited. She must have thought that I was one wave short of a shipwreck, but I don't think she cared. I think she was testing me when she asked for a tennis bracelet because she does not even play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I told her that it was OK. </DIV>
<DIV>She was excited from all of this, and you should have seen her face when she said, "I'm ready to go to the cash register." </DIV>
<DIV>I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No, honey, I don't feel like buying all this stuff now." You should have seen her face. It went completely blank. I then said, "Really, honey, I just want yo! u to HOLD this stuff for a while." And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, "You must not be in tune with my financial needs as a man." I figure that I won't be having sex again until some time after the spring of 2008. </DIV></FONT></DIV></FONT></BLOCKQUOTE></BODY></HTML>