Used to. My social worker says that may be the reason the Presbyterian Church expelled me. Personally, I think it was the rhinoparalysis. So I left a few drip marks in Genesis, big deal. By the way, my middle name is Barbara. Just thought you'd want to know. I'm named after my aunt who was an anorexic sewage plant inspector with severe myopia. A natural, they called her. Too bad about that botched otoplasty. But we still love her, as would you if you only had a chance to meet her.

Used to. My social worker says that may be the reason the Presbyterian Church expelled me. Personally, I think it was the rhinoparalysis. So I left a few drip marks in Genesis, big deal. By the way, my middle name is Barbara. Just thought you'd want to know. I'm named after my aunt who was an anorexic sewage plant inspector with severe myopia. A natural, they called her. Too bad about that botched otoplasty. But we still love her, as would you if you only had a chance to meet her.

Used to. My social worker says that may be the reason the Presbyterian Church expelled me. Personally, I think it was the rhinoparalysis. So I left a few drip marks in Genesis, big deal. By the way, my middle name is Barbara. Just thought you'd want to know. I'm named after my aunt who was an anorexic sewage plant inspector with severe myopia. A natural, they called her. Too bad about that botched otoplasty. But we still love her, as would you if you only had a chance to meet her.

Used to. My social worker says that may be the reason the Presbyterian Church expelled me. Personally, I think it was the rhinoparalysis. So I left a few drip marks in Genesis, big deal. By the way, my middle name is Barbara. Just thought you'd want to know. I'm named after my aunt who was an anorexic sewage plant inspector with severe myopia. A natural, they called her. Too bad about that botched otoplasty. But we still love her, as would you if you only had a chance to meet her.

What's anorexic sewage?

So tell me, should I invest hours of flirty banter to get to know you? Or will you just send me pictures of your twigs and berries now? Life as we know it may come to an end any minute, so I tell myself, why bother. I may reconsider once the nurse comes with my meds, so hurry, my Scottish friend, hurry!

All I can say is investments may go up as well as down.

Flirting was never my strong point. That's why I'm here on a Saturday night.

That and your obvious lack of pictures. In an emergency, I'm willing to lower my standards to twig without berries. Seeing that it's late on Saturday night and all.

I'm sure there's a `wood` joke to be had here somewhere....