Yup, Tony’s back. We thought we had lost him–but we were wrong.
He appeared this morning, like a vision, complete with a bowtie and cufflinks. He’s been looking over my shoulder ever since.
We haven’t spoken much beyond that thing he whispered in my ear to wake me up. However, truth be told, there is a mild stirring in my loins.
Me and Mr. Jones 
Ummmm … I like that “stirring” in my loins. Leads to fun most of the time.Cheers,Onanite
hey i was there for that story. the one about rising like jesus i mean.