she better be making you sammichesThe last several posts have been quite amusing to read. I know all about the "Nice Guy" stuff, I'm not worried about that. In fact, we've already had the sex talk, and I suggested that we wait until we know each other better, because she was worried we were moving a little "too fast" already. I don't mind taking things a bit slow with her.
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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