Dave's Zombie Proof Bunker and Refuge for Unattached Wimmens

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Did I hear someone mention Gingerbread?


Indeed you did. And I saved a couple for you since you were going to be late. Are you comfortable? Did you find everything you need?

There's also fresh milk. *notices her surprise* Yes, we have a small farm here to feed us and there are twenty Holsteins out there and twelve Brown Swiss. The milk comes in handy for morning cereal.

There's also beef cattle. There are Charolais, Angus, Senepol, Brangus, Brahman, and Hereford. But the real majority of them are the Florida scrub cattle that I rescued form every ranch around here. I knew where the best herds were since I'd worked so many of these ranches "before." But the real problem was finding the dairy cows. There just weren't a lot of dairies in Florida.

I noticed your dress when you came in; are you a cattlewoman?
 
Yum! I love gingerbread! I want to decorate!!!! I'd like to make mine anatomically correct...

hmmm... do we have any of those mini M&Ms and maybe some of those Willie Wonka Runts banana candies? I'm gonna make sure that gingerbread girl has a good time tonight!!!

*giggles and grabs the Royal icing..*

You and I are going foraging tomorrow for candy. Be ready at the crack of 10 AM. I'll bring a rifle. You put on clothes since we'll be out door. No sense in that lovely, creamy skin of yours getting sunburned.
 
Yum! I love gingerbread! I want to decorate!!!! I'd like to make mine anatomically correct...

hmmm... do we have any of those mini M&Ms and maybe some of those Willie Wonka Runts banana candies? I'm gonna make sure that gingerbread girl has a good time tonight!!!

*giggles and grabs the Royal icing..*

I'll help, I have extra M&M's. :D
 
I noticed your dress when you came in; are you a cattlewoman?

Yessir. From Oklahoma. Left my horse and Cattle Dog picketed a ways off. The Zombies seem to pay them no mind. I'd love to see your herd. Perhaps I can earn my keep that way.

Milk is sure good! Thanks! Found everything I needed in abundance. Bed seems high quality and this couch is a marvel. Uber Comfy.

Maybe another gingerbread, it that pretty girl is done decorating them? Nothing like a little chocolate
 
Yessir. From Oklahoma. Left my horse and Cattle Dog picketed a ways off. The Zombies seem to pay them no mind. I'd love to see your herd. Perhaps I can earn my keep that way.


Well, then you and I will go out and see the herd soon. And your horse and dog are welcome here. Now for the $64,000 question: Are you a header or a heeler?

I'm no good with rope myself, being a Floridian. We don't toss loops over the shoulders of our scrubby little brindle cows, they get angry and turn on you, and sometimes, they try to get a horn into your horse's side.

Floridians are called Crackers because we herd our cattle with bullwhips. I've got a great 14 footer if you'd like to try your hand at cracking it. I won't insist on you working the cattle the Cracker way, you move them however you want. In fact, if that horse of yours is a cutting horse, you might come in handy indeed.

I've got a mind to heat up one of the brands I own and burn some hides, but then, the State of Florida isn't exactly around to recognize my personal brands, nor are there any other cattlemen around to contest my ownership of anything out there on four legs. But all the same, I might throw a branding party just to keep my skills sharp.

Again, welcome.
 
Put some pink skittles on some for me. I'd like some gingerbread women, please.

*puts pink skittles and a thin strip of red twizzler around the waist and up through the legs of the gingerbread girl*

Dave, am I going to hell in handbasket for putting a thong on a gingerbread cookie?

*batts eyelashes*
 
*puts pink skittles and a thin strip of red twizzler around the waist and up through the legs of the gingerbread girl*

Dave, am I going to hell in handbasket for putting a thong on a gingerbread cookie?

*batts eyelashes*

If you are, I'm along for the ride for eating her.
 
Truly, I was just, um, following TL in here.

And now, well, I heard mention of dark chocolate cocoa and cookies.

Oh, did I mention that I like to snuggle...among other things.
 
Truly, I was just, um, following TL in here.

And now, well, I heard mention of dark chocolate cocoa and cookies.

Oh, did I mention that I like to snuggle...among other things.

Well, you are more than welcome. We're having gingerbread, watching movies, and lying around. Do you have any bites on you?

As you, uh, surely have noticed, we dress pretty informally when inside since zombie bites are a lot harder to hide if you're...um...nude. Yeah.

But, to each her own comfort level. Do what you like, enjoy the company, and make yourself at home. Would you like a drink? Hot shower? Food?
 
Truly, I was just, um, following TL in here.

And now, well, I heard mention of dark chocolate cocoa and cookies.

Oh, did I mention that I like to snuggle...among other things.

*Jumps up and grabs PT and pulls her down onto the pile of candy wrappers*
YAY! join us. :D
 
*tackles Perky*
The puppy pile pallet is over there... See?? in the middle of the floor. Try not to spill the cocoa. I think we alrady got some icing on the blankets, and I'm guessing we're going to be sleeping in skittles and M&Ms....

Dave, I only own a .38 Special revolver. Haven't had need for anything else. Not much goes wrong with a good old fashioned point and shoot. When we go out for candies tomorrow, do I need anything more, um substantial?
 
*yells louder*

ANYONE HOME?

Ohhh -- do I smell gingerbread cookies??

*Recognizes that voice and jumps up*

*runs to the controls for the heavy metal door blocking the entrance and punches the "Open" button*


Behind the door, standing out on the causeway over the moat is Miss Roxanne. "Holy crap, Rox, I thought they'd gotten you. I came to south Florida when things went bad and couldn't find you. I looked for as long as I could. And I came home very sad that perhaps you'd been eaten or worse, turned into one of them."

"Come in, come in. There's more cookies in the oven and we have everything here. The ladies will be happy to see you. Let me introduce you around..."
 
**In fact, if that horse of yours is a cutting horse, you might come in handy indeed**

She would be ... an OK Red Dun. She moves cattle on Auto Pilot ... your Brindle Cattle will have a match in her and my little brindle dog, Amanda Tantrum. I'd be a Header, Sir.
Playing with the whip might be fun*eg* but the cows might not be the target.
 
*Recognizes that voice and jumps up*

*runs to the controls for the heavy metal door blocking the entrance and punches the "Open" button*


Behind the door, standing out on the causeway over the moat is Miss Roxanne. "Holy crap, Rox, I thought they'd gotten you. I came to south Florida when things went bad and couldn't find you. I looked for as long as I could. And I came home very sad that perhaps you'd been eaten or worse, turned into one of them."

"Come in, come in. There's more cookies in the oven and we have everything here. The ladies will be happy to see you. Let me introduce you around..."

Whew! That was close -- they were closing in behind me!

Sorry you went all the way down to my neck of the w-- err... beach. I was heading up here!

*stands up a little breathless from the girl wrestling and looks up*

Hey Roxie! Come on in! Dave can show you around...

Thank you RA ... can I call you RA?
 
Playing with the whip might be fun*eg* but the cows might not be the target.


Two things; I'm not "Sir," not here. Please. Just Dave.

And if you're interested in whips, I'll show you where the play dungeon is; we don't want to use the bullwhip for that. For one, I'd probably cut you in half cause it's a working whip and it's plaits are probably contaminated with cow shit. I would rather keep that out of the play room and off of you.
 
Well, you are more than welcome. We're having gingerbread, watching movies, and lying around. Do you have any bites on you?

As you, uh, surely have noticed, we dress pretty informally when inside since zombie bites are a lot harder to hide if you're...um...nude. Yeah.

But, to each her own comfort level. Do what you like, enjoy the company, and make yourself at home. Would you like a drink? Hot shower? Food?


Thanks, Dave. I can do nude or I can lounge around in my jammies. I will just nibble on you...um, these cookies for now. ;)

Dave I promise she's clean. :D

Lovely, you can always double check me. :rose:

*yells louder*

ANYONE HOME?

Ohhh -- do I smell gingerbread cookies??

Hi Roxanne. Need some icing to put on Dave, um...I mean the cookies?

*tackles Perky*
The puppy pile pallet is over there... See?? in the middle of the floor. Try not to spill the cocoa. I think we alrady got some icing on the blankets, and I'm guessing we're going to be sleeping in skittles and M&Ms....

Dave, I only own a .38 Special revolver. Haven't had need for anything else. Not much goes wrong with a good old fashioned point and shoot. When we go out for candies tomorrow, do I need anything more, um substantial?

If I spill the cocoa on you, I'll clean you up. :D
 
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