IT returns... and it brings with it the stench of second hand vegetable ass gas.

this indeed, is it. the fabled fire headed woman of whom local folk have claimed to see wearing a jumper with a dogs head on with a grey woolen bonnet. she is no myth. she is no mortal. she is m-m-m-m-m-muh-muh-muh-meh-meh-megggg!!!!! i thought i might aswell throw this in since the "woman" is indeed a large part of my life now. i'll let you all know, she told me over a romantic dinner for 2, as we deep throated our home made vegetarian pasta bake, that if i were a boy and not her cousin she would indeed marry me. ive always known she wanted me but since ive moved in things have escalated a little. i'll let her down gently though, ive been thinking about it long and hard and i just dont think it would work out. its a shame really, our children would have been so beautiful....