Succubus (n) a lascivious female demon in human form
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okay then.
enjoying connubial bliss, are we?
Comment by betenoir — 8 May 2008 #
LOL
happy humping kyk
Comment by Stef — 8 May 2008 #
Omigod now you have your own succubus! Your greatness knows no bounds! Please do note tho’ that I am starting to get a little jealous of all the action you are seeing… please don’t force me into one of the seven deadly sins (oh noes we ex-catholics don’t do sins or do we?)
Comment by charmskool — 8 May 2008 #
Geez. This blog is becoming like those late night movies on eTV. (You lucky bastard you!)
Comment by Mandy de Waal — 8 May 2008 #
Even YOU’RE getting laid?
What is wrong with me?
Seriously.
Comment by The Divine Miss M — 8 May 2008 #
I thought you were holding out for moi……
Comment by nursemyra — 8 May 2008 #
What’s the “boy” version of a succubus? A cunnibus? *snort* Ja. I want me one of those. And, boys do shag you in your sleep. If they can get away with it. Um. I hear. *ahem*
Comment by Dolce — 8 May 2008 #
You’re looking for sympathy? *snort* Do we need to send you a splint?
Comment by daisyfae — 8 May 2008 #
Aww, have you been volunteering at TEARS again?
Comment by IdleLayabout — 8 May 2008 #
Sound fabulous to me
Comment by Wenchy — 8 May 2008 #
Yeehah!
At least one of us is getting some.
Comment by IITQ — 8 May 2008 #
wait, isn’t the male version of a succubus a liccubus? just asking…
Comment by betenoir — 8 May 2008 #
The word “succubus” comes from an alteration of the Late Latin succuba meaning “strumpet”.
Mare was also a term used to describe the sighing, suffocative panting, or an intercepted utterance, with a sense of pressure across the chest, which occurs during sleep.These symptoms were also thought to be an incubus (or succubus), an evil preternatural being, causing nightmares and/or nocturnal emissions. This phenomenon is now thought to be an experience of sleep paralysis.
Duh dude! That strumpet of yours is a figment of your imagination – just sleep paralysis or mebbe indigestion!
Comment by charmskool — 8 May 2008 #
betenoir: Of course. Aaaaaaaand Satan! *snort*
stef: If you insist
charmskool: Okay, I promise to keep the lights off.
mandy: Ye gods, I sincerely hope the performances are at least marginally better than on late night eTV.
miss M: Scary, isn’t it?
nursemyra: I was, but you don’t argue with demons.
dolce: Technically, it’s an “incubus”, but I prefer your version – hang on, they do? That’s just rude!
daisy: Nah it’s okay. I have some masking tape and a pencil. Aaaaaaaand Satan!
idlelayabout: Close. I got mixed up in a PETA rally against – um – something. Aaaaaaaand Satan!
wenchy: What does? Volunteering at TEARS, or being a succubus?
iitq: Is it you or me?
betenoir (again): No, that’s a fetishist car wash that specialises in larger vehicles.
charmskool (again): I’m glad I have such a vivid imagination.
Comment by kyknoord — 8 May 2008 #
Yes. Very scary.
I’m beginning to think that I smell. And not in a good way.
Comment by Miss M — 8 May 2008 #
I hear 3 out of 4 succubi, or is it succubuses, have an STD, and every 4th one is a tranny. I’d wear a condom to bed, just in case.
Comment by Uncle Keith — 8 May 2008 #
Lordy! First it was smiling, now it’s shagging. Things really are on the up and up for you then Mr Noord
Comment by Parenthesis — 8 May 2008 #
miss M: Time to lay off the garlic and curry, maybe?
uncle keith: It makes taking a leak when you’re half asleep a very interesting experience.
parenthesis: Why do you think I was (allegedly) smiling?
Comment by kyknoord — 9 May 2008 #
That’s why we come here, y’know. The naughty love scenes. We read about ‘em, but you actually live them.
You’re our hero, Eyore
Comment by Terri — 9 May 2008 #
Those are battle scars to regale the grandkids dandling on your knee. “There I was, kids….”. Well–those are sure some of the stories I’LL tell my grandkids…
Comment by thegnukid — 10 May 2008 #
iitq: Is it you or me?
Well you’re clearly not reading my blog anymore….
Comment by IITQ — 11 May 2008 #
terri: Do you think that means people visit you for the crime scenes? I hope not.
gnukid: Why would your grandkids want to know about my carnal exploits?
iitq: Jeez. Tough room.
Comment by kyknoord — 12 May 2008 #
sooo… this is a bad thing?
Comment by angel — 13 May 2008 #
Look mate, get some medical ointment and cut your nails, it is no fun staying awake at night scratching yourself, espcially if it is keeping you from doing your job!
Comment by beaverboosh — 13 May 2008 #
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