My strange, little snookers, my lovin sousperman, my darlin Rael, You have made me a Priestess, Rael, do you not remember? Aaaahhh, happy was I to reach that level of CHness. But, now, ooooohhhh, so suddenly!! It has taken me this long to answer your near proposal for I could not catch my breath. No! I was like a habanero on a hot tin roof (hmmm. should write a play bout that). Darlin', masochistic one, imagine how much pain we could cause each other in our special marriage! Trust me, LIVING WITH ME WOULD CAUSE A LOT OF PAIN!! Now, honey chile master, imagine us engaged in Twister with your very favorite salsa smeared heavily upon us. I must catch my breath, hot as I hab eber been, am I! Oh, my! Just SEND MY ENGAGEMENT RING TO ME AT ONCE, MASTER! I love chiles, Rael. Love em, I do! I do? YES, YES, YES!!!!!! Forget that you merely got close to a proposal, my salad. Forget that I am a tad older than your very wonderful self. Forget those few extra pounds! I WILL PREVAIL in mortal combat! I will make XENA look like Shirley Booth as Hazel!!! In victory, I will swallow a jar of my SPECIAL SALSA, the jar with 25% more added, just to complete the torment and top it all off with a lighted sparkler under each arm!!!! Write soon, my love. Your little GODZILLA awaits you! As you are attracted to Xena, so am I attracted to the ORIGINAL GODZILLA!!! But, your Chileness, I love YOU MORE!!! Write soon, BUT SEND MY ENGAGEMENT RING NOW! Size 8-10 will do, depending on how much you spend, my love. I cannot catch my breath again. I need to rub my flesh with a variety of chiles. Burn, Burn me. MMMMMMMMMMM Your bride-to-be, you sweet pepper, Judy Jalust@aol.com