Loving a Lie

[Mightyqueen801]

Originally Posted by RonkonkomaNative

Pinacle did not give me a hug. I gave a hug to Pinacle.


I consider every hug given and received to be an experience. In sight, smell, touch, and taste. My imagination is not "messed up", and your salutation of Peace is insincere.

Pinnacle's hug is like wet dog, and a big fluffy towel. I happen to like wet dogs and big fluffy towels.


Now your hug, Ribbi smells like the paper in an old book. The kind of paper that has darkened at the edges. Paper that breaks and disintegrates when handled.

Very nice. Billy isn't the only poet on Lawn Guyland.

[RonkonkomaNative]

Originally Posted by DewDropInn

Your hug, Ronkon, feels like delicious cake made from fresh ingredients with a sprinkle of hand-grated cinnamon and a dash of home-made Kahua flavoring topped with a generous lathering of buttercream (my personal favorite) icing.

I wonder why......

I can feel the crackling of the cinnamon as it moves across the grates. The mouth feel of buttercream. The aroma a fresh cake with the ingredient that makes me say, "Mmmmm what is that? Oh, Kahlua, I love Kahlua.

An awesome and heavenly hug, Dew. Thank you.

[Pleroo]

Originally Posted by RonkonkomaNative

Never fear the hug.

Your hug feels like shimmering Aspen trees in Colorado. If the waves of golden leaves in the sunlight was not enough, the trees have their own melody, too.

Thank you so much for your hug.

You made my day.

Originally Posted by DewDropInn

Your hug, Ronkon, feels like delicious cake made from fresh ingredients with a sprinkle of hand-grated cinnamon and a dash of home-made Kahua flavoring topped with a generous lathering of buttercream (my personal favorite) icing.

I wonder why......

Perfect. Well done, Dew.