NAW! Now ya'll...go away, this heah ain't fer ya'll. It's for Ardlair's eyes only. (Savin' mah true self for ya, Ardlair)
So ya'll go round ter the FRONT Porch. Go on now, heah? No peeking back either. Some thangs is private...very very private.
They gone? Yer sure? Ok, goody, then Ardlair, c'mon sweet thang, I'se got jes' what youse been thinkin' on anyway....uh huh, c'mon, now....doan be shy, honey....
Dawg!! Dangit! Doan be slinkin' round heah. Get'cha self back round to the Front Porch--I done throwed a bone out fer ya under the steps...take Freya and Bird too.
Sigh, Contessa, baby, can yer do me a favor--put a leash on that rambunctious Dawg and take him round back...they's cookies fer ya'll on the wicker table, fresh baked. Keep a look out in case Bawgs wanders over--he doan need to see this...(one man at a time is mah best speed).
Sigh...well, it's quiet Ardy, uh sorry! Ardlair. Let's jes' wait a moment to be sure...they's all gone?? C'mon over heah and sit wif me on the swing...fine evening ain't it? We'uns can reveal our true selves, cain;t we? Ain't pretendin' to be somethang else a trial, jes' gits so wearying, doan it? Well, I'm ready--youse know us ole girls still have a secret or two, doan'cha?
Shh...Cause' ya knows I'm gonna show yer what I'se wearin' under this heah high necked lady like frilliness (tee hee..now doan go gettin' fresh!)
Ok, honey, this here is what I knows ya been thinkin and thinkin about...wait the buttons...OK ok, I got em undone...yer ready, Ardy dear?
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Ardy! A cassock? On top of yer kilt?
How come you didn't caution the sweet shoat?
Oh Hail--Pig, ya done peeked??!!
Well, I didn't figur it'd bother yer much if ya saw that hairshirt...but Ardlair in a Cassock--uh huh, well, let's jes' say he's in the wrong little company.
I'll be more careful of sweet shoat from here on out.
Well, as I said over at yore sty, I could kiss a pig! One thang fer shur--no pig smart of you is goanna end up in Uncle's Pork Rinds!!
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