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Commenting is not available in this sections entry.If I had a boil on my arse, would you still love me?
Imagine those romantic nights, when you slip into bed next to your partner. You reach around seductively and feel the soft curve of their behind.
You know it has always been the thing that has attracted you to them. yet this time, there it is; there is a small, soft, “marble-shaped” protrusion.
You just know if you squeezed it, there would be an eruption of volcanic proportions.
So, what do you do?
Is this now the end of the relationship? Well, this is how dictionary.com defines a boil:
...a painful, circumscribed inflammation of the skin or a hair follicle, having a dead, suppurating inner core: usually caused by a staphylococcal infection.
Mmmmmmm, very sexy, don’t you think?
Are we that shallow that this would actually turnus off, or at the veryleast turn our stomach? Would it turn me off? Would it turn my partner off?
What the hell, it’s well past midnight, the dog is snoring in its basket and I’m dealing with imaginary boils erupting in my imagination.
citizenjoe has been around for quite a long time and when I say he has been around, I mean he has been around. He likes writing and enjoys hanging out with this motley bunch of characters.
Lionel Gherkin is a sad sack with good reason, the poor bastard. You can read why in 
Along for the ride is Shelby Wright. Shelby is ahighly respected and well-to-do-man-about-town. He is the group's cultural attache; its conscience but not really its heart. 
And let's not forget Brenda Spoon. The lovely of the group. She a humourous bone that'll grab you like a meat hook and then tenderise like a piece of steak. People tell me she's hilarious; and who knows, one day I may even laugh at them.