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It has straps instead of sleeves

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My mother once remarked to the January Fairy of her ability to go sleeveless in any weather. At the time, I didn’t have that ability.  But as I have become “a woman of a certain age,” it has become much Read more ›

You stay up later when everything’s outside

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You keep me up later than I would be otherwise. I stay up thinking about what I’m going to do for you next, waiting for you to tell me what you want and hoping it’s something I can give you. Read more ›

Climb on the back, I’ll take you for a ride

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I hope you’re comfy enough when I take you for a ride each week. I like how you get all settled in after those first few moments of excitement…you can barely get into the show before you’re all worked up. Read more ›

Someday, I’m gonna pet you

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Someday?  Don’t I mean every single Saturday night? Of course I do.  Every week I show up at the stroke of 11pm eastern looking for you. And that’s when the fondling begins.  I try to feel you up to assess Read more ›

If you want me to, I can hang ’round with you

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You know I always want to be with you. But I don’t want to make myself a nuisance…always in your way, demanding time you just don’t have for me, desiring all of your attention. No, I only want to be Read more ›

And some, like me, could use a whole lot more

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Last night was one of those nights. One of those nights where there was just no way I was ever going to get enough of you. One of those nights where you kept begging me for more.  And I wanted Read more ›

Well it’s only the beginning and I pray that it never will stop

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Another holiday, another load of radio shows from Belinda and your Bubbles in the Think Tank Posse.  You know we never get enough of you, so these are the perfect times to see if we can at least get enough Read more ›

Fluff those feathers.

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Tired of turkey leftovers already? Lines too long at the mall? Pants refuse to button? Yes, a little bird told us that you might need a black Friday pick-me-up. Tweet tweet tweet

Sometimes you just gotta do it yourself.

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The lyrics say it best in this case. Firing the Surgeon General by The Foremen You can’t come in I hear you knockin’ but you can’t come in I hear you knockin’ but you can’t come in ‘Cause I’m firing Read more ›