YourNameHere has flocked to me. He didn't know that the proper form of blog-love is an ode, stalker art, or perhaps an egg sculpture. I think a semi-erotic tribute to my avatar qualifies. All the people must flock to me. Yes, et tu must flock to me. Come come, children.
UPDATE: In response to his general fabulosity, and the fact that he may or may not be in love with me, YourNameHere is now on the Spinning Bed. Make room, people. Of course, Jamwall & Jiggs still get to share my pillow and Miss K still gets to have one hand inside my pants. Monkey, as we all know, is nestled down the front of my shirt. Where he will dwell forever and ever.
15 comments:
I'm partial to the avatar where you're eating me, instead. (get your minds outta the gutters, pervs)
That's a touching tribute to you.
Gee, now my wee link to you last week feels so small and insignificant.
i flock to you with wild abandon.
daily.
I am but a sheep, in your flock, bleating...
It is my pleasure to worship you. I certainly haven't gotten anywhere worshipping god.
So ... I'm left with socks and foot callouses? I'm very discouraged. It sounds to me as if there is not enough Spinning Girl to go around.
I love my place of honor. It's very warm in here.
Todd hogs the covers.
i'm glad to be a reaffirmed member of your spinning bed.
WOW! i'm so excited.
I will, hopefully, remain huddled at the foot of the bed. I am content to remain....
Let's have a topless pillow fight!
Please?
That pillow is so soft. it feels so nice against my head... I'm creeping myself out.
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