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*grabs some starboard - er, port - and Sane's other arm*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun!  Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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10-29-2005, 09:07 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
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Hey, Lady M, I was just reading an article about cheerleading and those acrobatic tosses they do ...
and how they have a really high injury rate ... but hey, this is an rpg! Let's see how high we can toss Sane! *cheers* We love Tolkien, Yes we do! We love Tolkien, How 'bout YOU? *lady M and Rian toss Sane waaaaaay up into the air and watch her with interest* Sane: aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! *Katt calls Rian and Lady M over to discuss the liquor cabinet contents. They all peer into the cabinet and get into a heated discussion* Sane : Hey!?!?!
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! Last edited by RÃan : 10-29-2005 at 09:09 PM. |
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10-29-2005, 09:32 PM
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Lady M.: I think we'd better catch her. She's breakable you know.
*They grab a blanket and stretch it out, Sane lands in the middle and bounces.* Rian: Bouncy too apparently. Lady M.: We're gonna get seriously pounced for this... Sane: *still bouncing* D*mn right!
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10-29-2005, 09:50 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
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*Rian, who had the lousy idea in the first place, turns herself into a leopard gecko and climbs up the wall and across the ceiling and onto the ceiling fan, where she throws marshmallows down on the people below*
*Sane and Lady M get some interesting ideas*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! Last edited by RÃan : 10-29-2005 at 10:04 PM. |
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10-30-2005, 02:24 AM
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*And thus Maggie and Sane invent the Marshmellow CANNON. And lo, they did grin evilly.*
*The start grabbing the fallen marshmellows, sticking them in the CANNON.* Maggie: FIRE...Er....Marshmellow! *and the CANNON did go BOOOOM* Katt: Ah! Its the State Puff Marshmellow Man!! Not only that, but no one gets this refference! AAAAAAAH! *and so she did scream, and so did many others, for they were all showered with molten-marshmellow goo* Sane: AHA! One foe down! Maggie to go! *For, indeed, Rian the Gecko was all but glued to the wall* RianGecko: Hrrrn! *tries to lift leg, which promptly re-glues itself to the nearest bit of wall* *And Sane did grin* Maggie: Meeps... *edges away* *But Sane did not notice, for she was too drunk on GLORY and REVENGE! (well, more like some good scotch...but we will let that slide, seeing her mood), that said she wasnt functioning in the headgasket all that well* Maggie: *thinks up a distraction* Er, well, you still do owe me that dance! Sane: HAVE AT THEE-! What? Oh? I do? Huh, how's that? *and amidst the gooey wreckage of the House of Hilarity (which the people didnt mind at all, since it was all edible) they start to dance*
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10-30-2005, 02:24 AM
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Stupid Page Bug!
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10-30-2005, 02:45 AM
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OOC: This is Katt, who is too full of SLOTH to change usernames. (she is a staying with me! Mario!)
Katt: *her eyes filling with a strange fire* This gives me baaaaaad ideas... *she suddenly wakes up* No! Maestro! A tango! I ache for the touch of your lips dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear, You can raise welts, like nobody else as we dance to the Masochism Tango! Katt: Pikatchu! Please don't sue! (Another refrence no one gets!) TIME FOR WINE! (good wine, mind you, this time. None of that cheap Merlot.) Rian: *grumbles* If anyone orders Merlot I'm leaving. I'm not drinking any &$&!ing MERLOT! Sane: leave? you've hardly come un-glued! need some help? Rian: No, I was just caught up in the moment... and marshmallows. *Katt came dancing out of the kitchen with all her little minions following her carrying bottles of wine--* Katt: Not the minions as in five-year-olds, I mean Glordifle.....and all my OTHER husbands. *Okay, now that that is cleared up: There was Yellow Tail Shiraz, Sweet Cheryl to go with the Marshmallows, Pino Noir, Pino Gresio, and a bunch of home brewed fruit wine she bought from the archer at Camlann.* Katt: How does THAT grab you, wine lovers? *When the guests had drunk their fill (or at least, all the wine was gone) Katt yelled:* Katt: TIME FOR WOMEN! Maggie: Don't be ridiculous. We have five Women here and three Men, not counting your "minions", though I don't know if they count. We'll have none of that. Sane: Aw.....How about "Either/Or?" Maggie: NO! *glares at Sane* Sane: *wilts* fine.... Katt: Oh, um, all right then. TIME FOR SONG! I'll go first. *It was karoke style, including the bad singing.* Katt: Stars shining bright above you night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little Dream of Me... Sane: *wrings out ears* good lord....and this is from a person who CAN sing....*fears what hideous concotion the "rappers" will come up with* Katt: All right, who's next? Sane? I see you back there! Sane:****.... well, least this stalls the rappers.... OOC: A cookie (or nookie) for anyone that gets the various movie references (and one old TV show that I don't expect anyone to get).
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10-30-2005, 02:46 AM
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ARG!!! Stupid page bug AGAIN! Katt: Wait, what the hell is a "nookie"?
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10-30-2005, 03:40 AM
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Rian : Why, it means *whips out her Elvish entymologies*
Ahem : "Nookie" is a word in the dialect of Gondolin that means to, well, YOU KNOW!, derived from [Q] "No-", beget, and [Q] "Kay", lie down.  *with apologies to JRRT* *I kid you not, those words are in the entymologies!*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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well that was interesting, i don't understand why the exploding penguins didn't get funky with all of that going on...oh well perhaps you will think of it next time. in the mean time lets rap
why ya'll fight it ain't quite right no matter how much might you still gone come night well i'm no pacifist but i don't use my fist or a shopping list yo could use a sierra mist top that big C
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10-30-2005, 04:18 PM
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Lady M.: Noooooooooo!!!
*Pulls out the Frying Pan of Dooooooom and smites the bringer of painful ryhmes* Katt: Quick! A drinking song! Lady M: A drinking song? Katt: Yes! Lady M: But which? Katt: In the year of our lord 1800 and six we set sail from the fair cove of cork- Katt & Lady M: We were sailin' away with a cargo of bricks for the grand city hall in New york! *They continue to sing, loudly, and slightly off key.* Sane: *groans* Not the drinking songs...
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10-30-2005, 07:01 PM
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Katt: Then why don't you drink instead of sing?
*Katt produces a bottle of Jack Daniels from the hidden compartment in the sofa, tosses it to Sane and continues the song.* What a wonderful craft She was rigged fore and aft And oh how the wild winds drove her She withstood seven blasts She had twenty-seven masts And we called her the IRISH ROVER! *At this Katt fell to her knees doing an impression of a rock and roll guitarist. Lady M gave her a Look.* Katt: Oh, are we not doing that version? Oh well. We had one million bags of the best sligo rags... *And so on and so forth.* |
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10-30-2005, 07:13 PM
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*Several minutes later...*
Katt & Lady M.: *at the top of their lungs* I'M THE LAST OF THE IRISH ROOOOVER!!!
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"Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; Leave me my name!" - The Crucible "nolite hippopotamum vexare!" |
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10-31-2005, 01:32 AM
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*at which point Sane had joined in the singing, forcing jack daniels down Lady M's throat*
Sane: Coom on lass, get some fire in yous! Drinky Drinky! *and she did stumbly off to the side, and Lady M, being the featherweight that she is, stumbled right after*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-31-2005, 01:55 AM
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(um, just wanted to make clear that "Nookie" is NOT in the entymologies, but the root words are!)
*builds a fireplace and a fire and roasts some marshmallows* Rian: Have some, maties? Arrrrr! Avast and all that!!
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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10-31-2005, 09:51 AM
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Lady M: Hey! No need to use force! I like whiskey, remember?
Sane: You're still a featherweight. Lady M: *glares, grabs bottle, determined to prove Sane wrong*
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*put Pillar in CD Player*
you can't bring me down do you hear what i'm tryn t say you can't bring me down i'm not gonna walk away
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10-31-2005, 02:07 PM
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Sane: Really? I thought it was port...eh...featherweight like you, doesnt matter much!
Lady M.: Grrr....*puts down a shot* Oh...we'll see about tha! *Sane chuckles as she sees Lady M's cheeks get rosey colored* Sane: Indeed we will! *downs two shots of whiskey for M's one*
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10-31-2005, 02:21 PM
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*RÃ*an peers through her gecko eyes at the others*
"Oh, rats, what's all this sticky stuff on me? I think I'll molt!" *sheds her skin and turns back into a human, forgetting she's still on the ceiling fan* *falls to the floor* *bounces up* "Hey, you guys, what's this whisky stuff? That's for wimps! Try some of the REAL stuff - marshmallow margaritas!" *hands glasses all around*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç Ã¥ â„¢ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! Last edited by RÃan : 10-31-2005 at 02:22 PM. |
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10-31-2005, 03:04 PM
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Sane: Oh, that's just gross! And whiskey works just fine, Maggie can't handle anything more than that.
Rian: Humph....
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