Subject: wimmen talking
From: Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Date: Thu Oct 19 2000 - 04:26:03 GMT
... Mary Jane giggled. 'You're terrible,' she said.
'Ah, God, he was nice,' Eloise said. 'He was either
funny or sweet. Not that damn little-boy sweet,
either. It was a special kind of sweet. You know
what he did once?'
'Uh-uh,' Mary Jane said.
'We were on the train going from Trenton to New
York [....] I remember I had Joyce Morrow's cardigan
on underneath - you remember that darling blue
cardigan she had?...
OK, ladies. Whatever you say.
But is the above REALLY a sample of how you talk when
alone in your boudoirs? 'Not that damn little-boy sweet ...
a special kind of sweet .....' ? 'That DARLING blue cardigan...'?
Oh God, not that. Not that DARLING blue. Anything but
that.
This is stereotypical gal speak, not the real thing, surely.
It's on a par with the kind of slavering guy speak fondly
imagined - & hopelessy wrong - by Danielle or Edwina.
Scottie B.
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