Hey Beachers. Just flyin by. I don't really have much to say so I'm just lurking.
Hey Terry!
Lounging By the Beach - Part 3
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Hey Terry!
me too but there is limit, of course mine is not even close, so following your advice my tasks can way for another week
At least another week, Lis!
Hey Beachers. Just flyin by. I don't really have much to say so I'm just lurking.
Hey Terry. We can get you to yakking.
Just got back, just wrote this, don't know who's here. Enjoy it while I go back read.
Vaper Love Letter
There will come a day
when juices flowed from free running springs
and yours and my favorite flavors bleed from dreams,
fellow escapees from the addiction,
refugees running from doomed fires, consumed
into the outstretched arms of smoky pretense
where more than currents shall pass through
and recharge our batteries anew.
There will be a place
where tips are auctioned and tricks traded
and every static soul turns electrician
paying humble homage to the gods of ohms,
where care packages cross interchangeable parts
and high voltage meets low resistance
as we gather at the charging station, spinning
to align our pluses and minuses.
And there will be you and me,
we sharing the same PV (point of view),
soaked our heads in the same boiling baths,
watched the rapid blinks of our depleted cells,
who lost ourselves in the same vapor clouds
when we inhaled from the same mouthpiece.
Will our affection be measured in milliliters or
will we each become the other's enduring habit?
Vaper Love Letter
There will come a day
when juices flowed from free running springs
and yours and my favorite flavors bleed from dreams,
fellow escapees from the addiction,
refugees running from doomed fires, consumed
into the outstretched arms of smoky pretense
where more than currents shall pass through
and recharge our batteries anew.
There will be a place
where tips are auctioned and tricks traded
and every static soul turns electrician
paying humble homage to the gods of ohms,
where care packages cross interchangeable parts
and high voltage meets low resistance
as we gather at the charging station, spinning
to align our pluses and minuses.
And there will be you and me,
we sharing the same PV (point of view),
soaked our heads in the same boiling baths,
watched the rapid blinks of our depleted cells,
who lost ourselves in the same vapor clouds
when we inhaled from the same mouthpiece.
Will our affection be measured in milliliters or
will we each become the other's enduring habit?
If I'm nice, DH might buy me one eventually....
but I'd have to be really good, and I don't know if I can do that. 
Just got back, just wrote this, don't know who's here. Enjoy it while I go back read.
Vaper Love Letter
There will come a day
when juices flowed from free running springs
and yours and my favorite flavors bleed from dreams,
fellow escapees from the addiction,
refugees running from doomed fires, consumed
into the outstretched arms of smoky pretense
where more than currents shall pass through
and recharge our batteries anew.
There will be a place
where tips are auctioned and tricks traded
and every static soul turns electrician
paying humble homage to the gods of ohms,
where care packages cross interchangeable parts
and high voltage meets low resistance
as we gather at the charging station, spinning
to align our pluses and minuses.
And there will be you and me,
we sharing the same PV (point of view),
soaked our heads in the same boiling baths,
watched the rapid blinks of our depleted cells,
who lost ourselves in the same vapor clouds
when we inhaled from the same mouthpiece.
Will our affection be measured in milliliters or
will we each become the other's enduring habit?
HaHaHaaa! Love it, Jag!!
Just got back, just wrote this, don't know who's here. Enjoy it while I go back read.
Vaper Love Letter
There will come a day
when juices flowed from free running springs
and yours and my favorite flavors bleed from dreams,
fellow escapees from the addiction,
refugees running from doomed fires, consumed
into the outstretched arms of smoky pretense
where more than currents shall pass through
and recharge our batteries anew.
There will be a place
where tips are auctioned and tricks traded
and every static soul turns electrician
paying humble homage to the gods of ohms,
where care packages cross interchangeable parts
and high voltage meets low resistance
as we gather at the charging station, spinning
to align our pluses and minuses.
And there will be you and me,
we sharing the same PV (point of view),
soaked our heads in the same boiling baths,
watched the rapid blinks of our depleted cells,
who lost ourselves in the same vapor clouds
when we inhaled from the same mouthpiece.
Will our affection be measured in milliliters or
will we each become the other's enduring habit?
Oh triple stars for that one!!!!!!!!
WB jag
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