Yes, that was your Uncle Graysius striding through Jake's in his kilt last night.
Oh! the magic it works on the ladies.
With her beige, polo-shirted mate blathering on about golf, or cars, or Disney cruise ships, she sneaks a glance as Uncle Graysius approaches.
He is ready. He catches her gaze, raising his eyebrows in concert with a sly teasing grin. Caught ya, ye bonnie lass! She averts her eyes, but Uncle Graysius holds his focus. She cannot resist a second look, and risk a smile of acknowledgement.
Uncle Graysius flicks a nod her way.
Thank you, milady.
Oh! the magic it works on the ladies.
With her beige, polo-shirted mate blathering on about golf, or cars, or Disney cruise ships, she sneaks a glance as Uncle Graysius approaches.
He is ready. He catches her gaze, raising his eyebrows in concert with a sly teasing grin. Caught ya, ye bonnie lass! She averts her eyes, but Uncle Graysius holds his focus. She cannot resist a second look, and risk a smile of acknowledgement.
Uncle Graysius flicks a nod her way.
Thank you, milady.
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clitilda:
HAAaaAAAAAPppYYY HOoolIiidddaaayyyYYS!! Hope they are warm & wonderful. xoxoxoxox
joyrider:
happy yule tidings, dear uncle.