@ Kofi – Hmmm, these people from the “Outside” can really cause problems…I have another story relating to a guy from the outside that I want to share

This Christmas had as its centerpiece a visit from a lady friend from “Outside,” as we sometimes put it around here. My friend and this paragon of pulchritude had a history together, sometimes shot through with misunderstanding, but always good when it really counted.

The days before her arrival saw my friend purge his social calendar of any conflicts; his emails, IMs and conversations with milady were shot through with banter that he hope would translate well into another form of discourse, to wit, intercourse.

Well, she shows up on cue, they’ve “broken up” previously, but this energy is gooood, presents, coochie coos, banter and riposte, cut and thrust, thrust and cut. All very good.

But, she says, I’m seeing someone in “Outside,” and I really do like him.

Ugghhh, he says, so rations cut off?

Rations cut off, and cupboard bare for you, mi lovely hearty!

Ouch…

Not a merry X’mas, the froideur he showed to the other possibles to ease the holiday separation now seems to be working strongly against him. My friend now walks around with the intra-ocular pressure that bespeaks a loading up of undischarged sexual humours.

The morale of the story: A bird from the Outside is almost never worth two from the Inside.