I am not thread

[K-Skate417]

I am not <b> irritating ingenious Irish iguanas </b>

 

[milagros317]

I am not joyfully jovially juggling jumbo Jamaican jelly jars. 😀

 

[K-Skate417]

I am not <b>keeping</b> any secrets right now

 

[milagros317]

I am not lovingly lingeringly licking lovely Lucy Lawless' luscious long legs and her very beautiful bare soles, but I very much wish to do so. 😀

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not Milagros, but if I was, I'd probably be crazy about Zara too.

 

[milagros317]

I am not naked nor nearly naked nor nervous nor nearly nervous nor neighborly nor nearly neighborly now. 😀

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not outside the realm of rational thinking when I say Mils uses far too much alliteration.

 

[milagros317]

I am not purposely poking poor prancing proud productive Polish patriots in the eye with a fork. 😀

And I like alliteration.

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not queen of the desert.

 

[milagros317]

I am not really royally ruining raunchy rotten Russian ranchers' relief supplies. 😀

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not sinking to that level of alliteration.

 

[milagros317]

I am not timidly telling terribly tedious tickling tales to twenty-two titillating tall ticklish Turkish twin sisters. 😀


And here is what I would have done for an "S" post:

I am not slowly solidly spanking seventy-seven sweet saucy spunky svelte sexy Swedish sorority sisters on their bare bottoms, but I very much wish to do so. 😀

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not usually impressed, and this is no exception. Why do I think Mils has these all saved somewhere?

 

[milagros317]

I am not vaulting various venerable valuable violet Venezuelan fences. 😀

Because I do have them saved in a text file. I think the longest one is my "U" post. 😛

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not worried about Mils, I am not officially concerned. 🙂

 

[WorkInProgress]

I am not walking with Willie Wonka when we whistle wearily while willfully wishing walruses were worth waiting for.

 

[WorkInProgress]

I am not X-raying my sorrows at having been beaten to the W post when I had:

I am not walking with Willie Wonka when we whistle wearily while willfully wishing walruses were worth waiting for.

(LOL Sorry, Milagros.)

 

[milagros317]

I am not yet yielding yesterday's yellow crayons. 😀

 

[C.K. Storyteller]

I am not yodeling at the moment.

 

[milagros317]

I am not Zhang Ziyi's zestfully zealous boyfriend. 😀

 

[Bugman]

I am not alterting atroucious armed alarmed absconding Albanians. 😀

 

[milagros317]

I am not boastfully blissfully breaking big beautiful Brazilian brass bells. 😀

 

[Bugman]

I am not catapulting crazed contentious confused contrary Canadians over the walls of a castle.😀

 

[milagros317]

I am not detaining devious demented demanding Danish dentists, doctors, doormen, ditch diggers, dancers, detectives, dumb delivery boys, and other characters in a detention camp. 😀

 

[Bugman]

I am not eviscerating enlarged enraged elongated errant Estonians. 😀