• Lucytorial said on Sep 08, 2008....

  To: Paige
  From: L. Torial
   
  Oh dear Paige, how is this possible? I am running to the hair dressers now to find Juni.  She mentioned something this morning about getting her split ends fixed.
   
  This is rather scary, far to scary for me to attempt.  Back in a mo, with valerium and bottle of gobi juice.

• junioreditor said on Sep 08, 2008....

  Lucy, darling! Thanks ever so for sending the driver to pick me up. Nuala was almost through with me, the love! She is an absolute Hermione with split ends! I mean, the girl can wield a lighter like no one's bees wax! Yes, of course she burns the split ends. The old ways are still the best, Darling! Oh. Is this it?

  
  

  "A selfish self absorbed individual(s) who considers members tags as their own and as a lure to any who may be searching a term or word on the net that corresponds to the tag or tags of any given member in the hopes of luring anyone into this site and clicking on the pay advertisements to which led to a minimum 50% income source of every click on every adsense ad on soulcast."

   

  *Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to work I go*

   

  Some selfish, self absorbed individuals consider other members’ tags their own, and use them to lure anyone searching for a term or word which corresponds to the tag to their own site, to click on the ads, thereby increasing their Adsense income.
  
  

  Well, no, I don't know what it means, Darling. I merely make it readable. Paige makes it salable.

  Who does your brows, Darling? They are tre Brooke!

  
  
  
  

• Lucytorial said on Sep 09, 2008....

  Juni ~ you know I adore you and couldn't let poor Paige get bogged down in this.  I knew you would have a little more fun with it.
   
  Honey I must ask though, were you tired? there seems to be a bit of left over on your page? Its not like you to miss that sort of thing.  Do you need a mimosa? Martini? massage? cabana boy?
   
  Let me know.

• junioreditor said on Sep 09, 2008....

   Lucy,Darling, you know you are my absolut favorite, as well!
  Tee hee, silly JunieBug, that's absolutE, not absolut.
  Whatever was I thinking? Anyway, I adore you, too, you little slave driver!
  
  As it happened, I received a most urgent courrier electronique from my UK redacteur en chef adjoint, and had to race to LaGuardia and hop the red eye back to my office.
  It seems Bambi and Walter turned up in Covent Garden, (Atlantic City via London? What were THEY flying?) where Sophie, my assistant, saw them shopping in Miss Sixty, which of course begs the question, "Sophie, Darling, just how much do I pay you?"
  Question #2 is, "What were they buying in Miss Sixty for BB?"
  Metrosexual he may be, but transexual he is not!
  
  Let's add two and deux together and see what we come up with, shall we?
  
  Apparently, BB keeps a pied a' terre in Knightsbridge for himself and little Miss Sexy Knickers to play house in between meetings with clients.
  Bambi, never one to waste fresh sheets sleeping alone, knows Walter jonses for the delectable La Paige, so she whisks him off to London to buy an outfit from Paige's favorite store, Miss Sixty. Walter needs Lasik surgery, he won't care who he's....ummm....diddling.....as long as she looks and smells like Paige in the dark. A black leather mini skirt, a tight, sleeveless denim jacket, and a splash of D&G, and Sophie thought Paige walked out of the changing room!
  
  Walter, whom Paige was kind hearted enough to re-instate even after he climbed out onto her office window ledge and threatened to jump if she didn't marry him. Did you know Paige found Walter dumpster diving behind her building 5 years ago? She made him what he is today. Well, what he was before Bambi got her hooks into him. 
  And Bambi, whom Paige took into her own home when BB threw her out for kanoodling with Manny the water guy. She even hired an vocal coach to help Eliza Do-anything-in-pants sound like a "reel lydie".
  This is how they repay her kindness. Hmmph!
  
  I'm too distraught to work at the moment.
  
  
  Which cabana boy did you have in mind?
  
  
  
   
  
  
  
  
  
  

• PaigeLe'Editor said on Sep 09, 2008....

  Hmm, that snake in the grass Walter!
  When he said Bambi had her chips on a sure thing, I assumed he meant betting, not eating!
  If Rocco doesn't shoot him, believe me, I will!
   
  Thank Harrod's I ran into you Junie!
  Walter and Bambi are on their way back to NYC!
  I'm sure with that pea brain of his, he assumed I meant have Bambi back here by 6 AM not 6 PM!
  We're screwed Junie!  Simply screwed!
  B. B. woke up a half an hour ago, clutching his head and loudly requesting analgesics!
  After I explained to Mr. Mouche that it had nothing to do with alternative sex, I led B.B. to his office and popped in that Dallas DVD he enjoys so much.  We have an hour tops!
  Any ideas?

• Lucytorial said on Sep 09, 2008....

  I'm heading down to the mail room, there is a guy there owes me a favour.  Anything I want, and I do mean anything.  Shall I bring him up to conference room 2 (that is the small sound proofed one no?) and lets brain storm our way out of this little cluster You Know What!
   
  Oh Juni dahling the cabana boy I had in mind is the lothario from Bear Publishing, he's simply delectable.  Has a way with words, very up on the ladder there yet he always tends to screw his nose up at everything unless it is of a caviar standard. He has these wonderful rippling muscles that reek of the best cally buckey a lady could have.
   

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