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I alreay know your secret, dahlin *patronising* And it's no use pretending I dan't.

By the repeated demand of certain people (Hi Christy, Hi Vibs) on MSN, I am here to post a certain Mental picture: Gym Teacher Steve: His laced sneakers hit the sun-heated tarmac with rapid-fire precision as he jogs on the spot. A tight t-shirt, white. Jogging-pants. White socks. He's holding...

Ok. *leaves thread*

I see. So, if I reveal his picture, you will reveal the man who claims your heart?

Curiosity as to...vot exactly?

*sigh* Thanks a lot. *bone rings* Hello? *hands bone to Christy* It's Lisa on the telebone.

I can live without choco-latte.

*hmmm...Christy is not replying...does that mean she will not share her chocolate biscuit, just because she is in a mood...and in love with Stevie*

You will! Just keep watching teh Muppets, and wishing, and oneday, you'll find you Muppet love will have turned you to Senior Membership!

Ne-ver! I refuse to talk. You can't make me...mmm...is that chocolate I smell? May I have a bite?

Can I have a cup of english tea in a bone china teacup?

No. *folds arms* How about image No.398.7 version 6? Rock climber Steve: A sheer face of hardrock. Small cracks, and hand holds are hard to find. A tightly coiled white-rope hangs to his climbing belt, a clip loosley attaches him to a line running to the ground. A small pick-like tool in...

*sigh* This is somewhat embarasing. Pick a different pic please. Anything but that one...

*meanwhile....somewhere in teh middle of the UK...* Me (Bo): Mom, I'm feeling better I promise. Mom: If you sick over your keyboard again. Me: That ain't funny. Later... Me: Um...I hate picking the big bits out from between the keyes. I gues I wasn't as better as I thought I was...

Wow! I hadn't noticed!

But, I'd tell him. Wait, that would mean that he'd know I was the other one who started it...

I promise this will not over take your thread: Christy, get the bus, we have an Ebay auction to rob.

Well, just think what this thread will do to him when he reads it... ...not to mention that teasing from the other Muppeteers... ...luckily he can zing right back if Bill gets started, by saying there are girls with muffins and scented envelopes waiting in teh wigns for him...

Enter mantal image number 22.5-b. Harlequin Steve: The bleak stone walls of the courtyard accent the bright colors, the exquisite reds and dark dreamy blue diamonds and checks of the silk. Flat, curl-toed boots fit snuggly on the feet, and a jester's-stick is caught in a jaunty angle in his...

I havn't been to many forums, but much as I hte to say it, I'd have to say that TP is the worset and nastiest I've ever met.