TMoOD Whooppees in the Farm
Signs there'll be WHOOPEE at the farm tonight
 


This was borne out of a way-too-late p.m. chat session with a couple other addicts who shall remain nameless. We were discussing what might have been those tell-tell signals between a husband and a wife in the 40's and it took a comical turn
(for the worst? you decide!)
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Ray: Ring, Ring, Ring
Livy: Score ! (wink wink)

Ray: I love coming home, sleeping on my land
Livy: Yes, but trust me Ray the bed can be fun too!

Ray: Want to plant some beans?
Livy: Sure, the North field is ready!

Ray: I've been think'n bout Troy.
Livy: Ray, why'd you name our bed Troy?

Ray: I sound like I'm trying to sell you something.
Livy: I'll buy whatever you're sell'n, Mister.

Ray: Livy is there anything you like about me?
Livy: Actually yes, let's start with those gorgeous full lips and go from there.

Ray: I'll do anything to make you happy.
Livy: Ok, show me.

Ray: Farmers get to bed early.
Livy: Not tonight they don't

Ray: You like to swim?
Livy: I love to swim. Let's swim RIGHT NOW (wink wink)

Livy: I may not dance, but I could be persuaded to do other things…

Livy: Doesn't that thing come with a manual?
Ray: Baby, I know exactly what to do with it!

Livy: Ray, how do you know this could work?
Ray: It works quite well, WATCH!

Livy: Livy, everyone calls me Livy.
Ray: All the more reason for me to call you baby.

Ray: Welcome home.
Livy: You mean welcome to the Love Shack

Ray: This be alright?
Livy: Only if you stay in here with me

Ray: Need any change?
Livy: No, just leave the $20 on the nightstand on your way out the door.

Ray: It's Sunday, I can....
Livy: Give me your Sunday best?wink, wink

Livy: Thanks for lying to Mrs. Pratt.
Ray: Yeah, you owe me big time.

Ray: I grew up in this house, I ate at this table , all my growing up years my mama never allowed....
Livy: Sex on the table, well she's not here now, so let's get to it.

Ray: Livy Dunne
Livy: Mrs. Singleton if you're nasty

Livy: Ray, you are such a good...good
Ray: Man? But I want to be your farmer boy gone bad, Livy

Livy: Ray?!
Ray: Again Livy, how much can a reverend's daughter want?

Ray: Just give it a pop - it will tell the truth for one split second then it shoots right back up to full...

Livy: We're still talking about the gas guage, right?

Livy: It's so nice to talk about something other than crops and the weather.
Ray : Would you like to talk about THIS?

Livy : Is there anything you'd like to ask me?
Ray : Yes, would you consider disrobing?

Ray: I love coming home, sleeping on my land
Livy : Really? 'Cause I love it when you come home and sleep on your wife!

Livy: Is there anything you'd like to ask me?
Ray: Did they really call you "Hoochie Mama" back in Denver?

Livy: It's so nice to talk about something other than crops and weather.
Ray: Well, baby, let's give you something to talk about.

Livy: Is there anything you'd like to ask me?
Ray: yes ma'am,-clears throat-do you think I'll ever be able to plant some of my beans in your north field?"

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