Posts Tagged ‘Samantha’
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Wow, I forgot that this is where she met Dana and Samantha. Sometimes it’s strange having written such a long-form strip. :)
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Ah hot-tubbing. This comes from memories, which I think I’ll just keep private thank you very much. :)
I never seemed to get the whole “seeing things black and white” thing down very well. And I haven’t gotten much better at it with age either.
There’s good, and then there’s so-so.
He is such a bastard. But it is so well bastardly.
Damn that looks cozy.
Oh, and actual translation: “my wife would kill me if she knew I was here.”
It is a form of entertainment. Of sorts.
“We’d invite you back” is an awesome description.
The nice thing about friends like Dana and Samantha is that flirt(edit: ing) is just for fun and totally safe and still has the nervous edge of excitement.
Somehow, Bruno’s observation reminds me of Groucho Marx’s famous quote, “I don’t care to belong to any club that will have me as a member.”
