But as it happens, yes, I would in fact appreciate the kangaroo jerky. I am told my enjoyment may spring from the very natural feelings of vengeance habored by myself and my fellow countrymen towards the hoppy little buggers, or perhaps some primal joy in the act of rending meat. The latter of which I am given to suspect you may even now be contemplating.
Would you care for a box of non-Valentine's chocolates in exchange? It is a bit of a regifting, but sound unless you are particularly averse to the dent formed when it struck my head. (No, I was not the giver; as it turned out, the admirer of my date-of-the-evening failed to move quite as quickly as he should have and overreacted a bit.)
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Date: 2011-02-24 04:25 am (UTC)Well, this is a bit awkward.
But as it happens, yes, I would in fact appreciate the kangaroo jerky. I am told my enjoyment may spring from the very natural feelings of vengeance habored by myself and my fellow countrymen towards the hoppy little buggers, or perhaps some primal joy in the act of rending meat. The latter of which I am given to suspect you may even now be contemplating.
Would you care for a box of non-Valentine's chocolates in exchange? It is a bit of a regifting, but sound unless you are particularly averse to the dent formed when it struck my head. (No, I was not the giver; as it turned out, the admirer of my date-of-the-evening failed to move quite as quickly as he should have and overreacted a bit.)