Tonight should be a hotbed of boggling minds and twitching curtains. I had my oats and sweet aphrodisiacs this morning, the former from Scotland and the latter from the land of Ambrosia - milk and honey that is. Viagra pushers eat your heart and Spam out because my natural sweetness is more appealing than over-inflated pills. Well, that is what the jar says. It reads, 'If you take this you can make love five times in the night'. It does not state what it does for bella beesknees though or that you will be stuck up and fused to the dish of the day whilst you are are having your oats, milk and honey. Nor that the dish will run off with the spoon.
Oh and I see Evil Intentions has one thing on his mind so perhaps he had his Ambrosia this morning. It certainly looks like he had a liberal sprinkling of Herbs and Verbs. Tut tut. Oh Tarrygone off and pass the Parsley.
