I am generally not a big fan of surprises, but when I emptied my post box++ earlier today, I discovered this lovely item nestled in amongst all the bills and lawyers’ letters – a postcard from Dolce, Daisyfae and Nursemyra:
Thank you, ladies. Wish you were here.
+ Well, it SEEMS like a long time ago, ok?
++ That isn’t a euphemism
the other side of the mountain 
We were all in négligées, lickin’ chocolate off each other when we wrote that. And then we celebrated with a pillow fight. Srsly.
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I’m impressed that you didn’t get any sticky fingerprints on the post card. Unlike me.
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so, in your pajamas reading Heat and eating toast then, were you?
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It’s shocking how well you know me.
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That postcard might just as well have been sent from some male fantasy dream world. When can we see the photoplay?
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As soon as I have enough seed capital.
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It arrived after Nursie got home! Next time, ask them you email you some beach photos.
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The way of things, it is. The way of the Force.
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It’s always nice to get postcards – especially when it’s from pretty ladies – what was the piccie on the front?
~Makes mental note of address so she can send saucy postcards too~ 😉
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I can’t tell you, but it did make my eyes water.
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You just posted your address! Hmmmmmm….
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Yes, well it is my postal address, so…
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the post card i sent to my dog and cat arrived late last week. since they really aren’t good with the calendar, i dont think they were overly concerned about the delay…
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So is that why they always show up late to dinner parties?
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I didn’t know daydreams could send postcards …
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I know! Imagine that.
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Lucky
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Strike?
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I wish I lived in a place that got mail… but my fortified hermetically-sealed bunker where I write cannot be breached.
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I bet I could breach it 😉
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No deal! That’s a sucker bet.
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Mate, reckon you might be getting postcards from all over fairly shortly. You’ll have to move somewhere with more wall space.
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There’s plenty of space here in the compound. I have wall-to-wall walls.
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So, that’s *really* the address of an evil minion, right?
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I admit nothing!
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Plumstead hey? Hows the parking? I have to park on the pavement and walk through a KFC to get to my post box. Luckily I have a 4×4 to climb the curb.
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It’s ok. I park at the Kwikspar. Do they write “Poephol” on your windscreen when you collect your mail?
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um, now we all know where you live… don’t be surprised if you get home and there’s a tiny bunny…just…waiting…there.
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As long as it eats the junk mail, it can stay.
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Cool! They don’t call it snaaaaaaaail mail for nothing. I do so love getting postcards but I often wonder if there is some dude sitting in the various post offices reading them all. Must be quite entertaining… especially if you were a postal worker.
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Honestly? I think they just look at the pictures.
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Speaking of which? What was the pic on the postcard?
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Sorry, but you’ll have to beat it out of me.
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PS” love the post tag. will be singing that song to myself all night now
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Getting all Spaced out, huh?
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I am surprised you got that postcard at all!!
A postal workers wet dream come true.. lesbo porn on a card 😉
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Who really knows what makes a postal worker tick?
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any mail not addressed to “or current occupant” or that isn’t a bill is always neat.
‘specially so when it’s from 3 hot chicks.
Keep that one on reserve for when you have a day of suck.
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That reminds me, I need to vacuum.
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This post reminded me of a postcard a friend (now divorced) sent to his then wife.
He closed out saying, “Wish you were her . . .”
😉
~m
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When I was doing a lot of business travel, I used to write, “Wish you were here. Instead of me”
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The last postcard I got from a blogger featured a beaver and was delivered incorrectly to my neighbour. This is why I had to move.
Sx
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Don’t you just hate it when that happens?
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Just wondering – did two of them graduate from the police academy and the other from a top school for models?
Regardless, i think from now on i’m just going to call you Charlie.
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Well ok, but I prefer Professor Utonium.
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A triplicate Weird Science… Why am i not surprised.
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Because you’re The Middleman, aren’t you?
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now that i have your postal address, i will try my best not to send you shitty nappies via mail, okay?
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Excellent. The important thing is that you try.
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The ++ was for me, wasn’t it?
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Of course
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I neglected to comment when this posted. I just wanted to say that this is very cool.
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