So where is my present then, huh?:)
Ah. Our little Cheshire cat has rematerialized, I see. And with just as big a grin on her face as well. You won't tell anyway, so I won't ask. Except to say Max thinks Claire has already claimed her prize...Got it's good to hear from you again!
Cheshire Cat is actually what I am, as I am from Cheshire, clever boy.Heck I would love something orf that site.
I knew that of course. Wouldn't be funny otherwise.And you really AREN'T going to tell me if Claire claimed her prize last night, are you? Well, none of MAX'S business anyway, I suppose.But, in case you didn't (and I wouldn't believe you now anyway) go ahead. Knock yourself out. I'll get you a gift card.Ok--you are fukin' with Max's head again, right?:)
I am not messing with your head because I usually don't know what your talking about :)
Ok. Then tell me what you mean. I'm getting dizzy talking in circles. I want to give you something because you helped me. You are always helping me. Can't you just tell me what you want, what would please you? (Please?) :)PS-thought I had responded to your last comment ages ago. sorry. I think Blogspot isn't sending my email notifications reliably. Or something.
Let me rephrase that.Do you want ME to choose something off that site?Bwahahahahaha!No, I think our relationship is strained enough already, thank you.:)What I really mean to say was:Pretty nice picture, ma'am. And I mean that.(Max continues talking to himself.)