Tis the Easter holiday this weekend...

When Pixies boys and girls (above the age of 18 of course) will wake up Sunday morning and find their bedside drawers filled with Easter grass (no Steph you cannot smoke it) and new pastel vibes, latex strap-ons, pornos and sex toys of all types....


But just like santa, The Easter Monkey cannot get you anything if you dont write him a letter....so get to it right here.

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

Dear Easter Bunny Skippy Monkey Tail,

Since Skippy specifically mentioned Easter Grass, I believe you should leave some fluffy buds in a basket by my bed. You can also leave a new pipe and perhaps even a bong.

Your friend,
Steph

Dear Skippy Monkey Reddened-tail,
I have been sooooooooo so so so good this year. I saw this pretty purple horsehair flogger and was hoping you might bring it to me. Preferably with a nice victim attached. I was also hoping for something thick, stiff, and pink.....Do you think you could slip it in my basket?

Love & bunny kisses,
Lilith

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
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One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
~>My Scribbles<~
==>Gone Shopping<== ~Just a Quickie~ *~A Celebration Vacation~* ~Surprises~ Sleeping With the Window Open
What Did You Do Today? Self Defense Class ~Short Sweet Snippets~ § Summer Spin § Story Challenge Submission Pajamas

Steph,

I usually frown on bringing illegal substances around in my flying Easter Van (give me break people) since those Federales in the US are such bastards, However, for you I will make an exception. Since I know that without the Herb you would be jumping PF any chance you would get and we must prevent you two from ever having children at any costs..

With lust,

Skippy Monkey Tail.

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

Lilly fuzzy wuzzy bum lover,

If I were you I would expect perhaps two pink thick ones in your basket and your tasket along with your plane tickets...

Skippy

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

Dear Skippy Monkey Tail...

I just want you to bring me Lilith's basket... and everything attached to it... well, except maybe the thick, pink, and stiff thing.

Peace Dude,
Aqua

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Put me on wheels and I'll turn tricks.

Clever? Nah, I ran out of that years ago. But if you find this, let me know, k?
"The road goes ever on..." ~ Tolkien

In memory of my friend skip...
Go then, there are other worlds than these

Fuzzy bum water-boy,

Is exactly why you will dig under your pillow (yes you bitch of a tooth fairy you dont have a monopoly on pillows!!!) and find a credit key to a giant suite in a local hotel that just so happens to be right next to the airport and booked on the same night Lilith's airline is due to arrive. The rest is up to you.

Kisses and pinches,

Da Monkey, peace out.

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

You know I'm not gonna be at all satisfied with eating the ears off a chocolate bunny now

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
~>My Scribbles<~
==>Gone Shopping<== ~Just a Quickie~ *~A Celebration Vacation~* ~Surprises~ Sleeping With the Window Open
What Did You Do Today? Self Defense Class ~Short Sweet Snippets~ § Summer Spin § Story Challenge Submission Pajamas

Dear Lilith,

Note to your above flawed letter, more like a memo I suppose...anyway... Eating the ears off of a bunny are just a precursor to sex, chocolate is afterall just a replacement. So take yourself in your minds eye to the shiney monkey moment in the northwest and you will find an overwhelming calmness and wetness overflow your body...

In yours,

Skippy-tail

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

How much is PF paying you to spout such lies, Bunny Boy?

Stephy wephy woo,

Sometimes the need to never procreate is very obvious...

Nibbles and licks,

Monkey-tail

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

Dear Easter-Monkey,

I don't know if I've been good OR bad enough....but I'm stuck all on my own for Easter this year and need your help. I need a playmate to help me get through the holiday weekend. It's spring...and all the little critters are running around the parks looking for mates....I'm starting to feel left out .

Ginge

Dearest Ginge-myster,

I have a special plan for you at the end of the moring. After my rounds of toy and plaything dispersment is through I will gladly put myself out there as your Sunday playmate. Since I only get out once a year all I can promise is 24 hours of pent up sexual bliss.

In grand horiness yours,

Skippy

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

Dear Skippy Monkey tail,

Can you replace all the dumbasses in my building with sexy Pixies?

Yours Bluely,

wildirish

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

Wild Irish of The Conn,

I am afraid I have to decline this one, 1st-ly dumbasses are everywhere and frankly I wouldnt get any sex if it wasnt for dumb woman riding my banana....2nd-ly if the rumors be true, you have been way, way too bad to get anything other than a urgent desire to sleep with Lilith that you will never get.


YOurs in regret,

Skippppppy

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.