Flyguy, your box is full

Willow Rain

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Time to weed through your messages. Here is the answer I tried to send and got the full message box reply for.

I just haven't been around. Work has been a little crunchy and friends have been demanding attention and love. You know how that goes. I still have story parts just waiting idly for me to type them in and post them. There is a lovely idea for a story about Medusa floating in my head too. I was doing research on her and her story is very interesting. She was seriously fucked up by the whims and conflict of two gods. I'm thinking of writing about the seduction. Hope you are well and still writing yourself.

All my best,
Willow
 
hope you don't mind, willow...

but I also couldn't get my message through to fly.

I did buy the chicken livers in bulk like you wanted. I tried to ship them to you, but the lady at the post office said it was too stinky, and that I should cook them before shipping them. I told her that wouldn't work since you need raw livers for... that thing you're doing. She asked for you name and address. I gave her your lit username. She said she knows you. She still wouldn't accept the box, though.
 
Of course not

*You are a funny girl*
Want to come to my house for tea and cookies?

Unlike Flyguy, I don't demand chicken livers, panties however... that you might not mind leaving behind... now that... mmmmmm.....
 
Willow Rain said:
*You are a funny girl*
Want to come to my house for tea and cookies?

Unlike Flyguy, I don't demand chicken livers, panties however... that you might not mind leaving behind... now that... mmmmmm.....
Just be careful. He may have you send the feet or feathers. I think he's builing his own chicken.
 
Hi, Willow. Uncle Steve is much better, thanks. I’ll bet he won’t work the belt-sander in his bath robe again, though. But you never can tell with that clown! I finally finished Bear Baiting for Dummies. A lot of good tips—thanks for the recommendation. The bait is such a great hair gel though. Just between you and me, I think chicks dig that rugged aroma, too. Is Maurice still upset about the Monster Truck rallies? Some folks are just lousy neighbors. It is not like you are holding them every night, and the track never even touches his silly “reflecting pond” does it? Sheesh! I caught that show about switching bathrooms with somebody the other night….

Hey, what are you looking at? Keep your eyes on your own thread! Some people.





BTW, the box is cleaned. Just don't try to stuff it with chicken livers.
 
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Too weird, Eve. I had almost the exact thing happen the other day. I had my choice parts all wrapped and ready to go. I gave the lady at the post office his name and she just rolled her eyes and said, "Yep, I know THAT one."

I wasn't sure what she meant. Then she refused to mail my package.

I said, "Well, what am I supposed to do with it?"

She said, "Take it out back with all the others."

So I take it to the dumpster and, I swear, there must have been 2 dozen other packages all stacked up back there. The stench was unreal...
 
Curiouswife said:
Too weird, Eve. I had almost the exact thing happen the other day. I had my choice parts all wrapped and ready to go. I gave the lady at the post office his name and she just rolled her eyes and said, "Yep, I know THAT one."

I wasn't sure what she meant. Then she refused to mail my package.

I said, "Well, what am I supposed to do with it?"

She said, "Take it out back with all the others."

So I take it to the dumpster and, I swear, there must have been 2 dozen other packages all stacked up back there. The stench was unreal...
I don't think there will be anymore requests for parts. I heard a rumor about a man in a very, very realistic chicken suit. Apparently, he was trying to get lucky but his luck had run out. Now I'm stuck with a bagful of beaks. What do I do with twenty beaks? (I really don't want any suggestions.)
 
I have been hanging out in the dumpster behind the post office, collecting parts with which I am going to make the perfect woman.

Keep the beaks, Eve.
 
busy, busy

I'm damn curious to see where the box of chicken livers goes. I have an idea but it makes me feel a little squeemish.

It's good to know that project, "Make a Bitch" is moving along. Let me know if you get that self warming unit figured out. There is a lightening storm in about three days so you better get a move on with aranging parts. (Note to you, the girl at the post office has rocking gams. Without her pants on... whoo nelly ... those legs... mercy.. just as a heads up since the deadline for finishing is aproaching. Not that I'd have any reason to know what she looks like with her pants off. Well, okay.. maybe one reason... but the postage for air mailing the orphans their chocolate was kinda steep this month. I'm sending rubber dog toys to nigeria next month if you want to help out. But anyway, back to the girl, her customer service stinks, but the legs are worth keeping. Think on it.)

I've almost finished sewing the costume you requested for your "special event". You'll have it by the weekend. I'm not sure about some of the measurements you sent, it sure did take a hell of a lot of sequins to cover the codpiece, and are you sure you wanted the spikes positioned like in that sketch you sent. And what was that drawn in anyway, it had... an.. interesting aroma. I licked it, but couldn't tell what it was. It smeared the picture a little, but I tried to stay true to your vission.

Don't forget to send pictures so I can see the fit. *girl or costume*
Have fun at the fetish ball.

Willow
 
Willow Rain said:
I'm damn curious to see where the box of chicken livers goes. I have an idea but it makes me feel a little squeemish.

It's good to know that project, "Make a Bitch" is moving along. Let me know if you get that self warming unit figured out. There is a lightening storm in about three days so you better get a move on with aranging parts. (Note to you, the girl at the post office has rocking gams. Without her pants on... whoo nelly ... those legs... mercy.. just as a heads up since the deadline for finishing is aproaching. Not that I'd have any reason to know what she looks like with her pants off. Well, okay.. maybe one reason... but the postage for air mailing the orphans their chocolate was kinda steep this month. I'm sending rubber dog toys to nigeria next month if you want to help out. But anyway, back to the girl, her customer service stinks, but the legs are worth keeping. Think on it.)

I've almost finished sewing the costume you requested for your "special event". You'll have it by the weekend. I'm not sure about some of the measurements you sent, it sure did take a hell of a lot of sequins to cover the codpiece, and are you sure you wanted the spikes positioned like in that sketch you sent. And what was that drawn in anyway, it had... an.. interesting aroma. I licked it, but couldn't tell what it was. It smeared the picture a little, but I tried to stay true to your vission.

Don't forget to send pictures so I can see the fit. *girl or costume*
Have fun at the fetish ball.

Willow
I have a fetish ball on my nightstand. It is like a magic 8 ball, but gives more explicit answers.
 
p.s. Killed Maurice, having barbecue on thursday after the Monster Truck rally, if you want to come. *wink* *wink* I don't think we will be having neighbor problems anymore. *licks a bit of barbecue off her fingertip* I'm turning his reflection pond into a mud pit for the strippers for the after show.


Oh, and I hope the cream has stopped the itching.

hugs,
Willow
 
Willow Rain said:
p.s. Killed Maurice, having barbecue on thursday after the Monster Truck rally, if you want to come. *wink* *wink* I don't think we will be having neighbor problems anymore. *licks a bit of barbecue off her fingertip* I'm turning his reflection pond into a mud pit for the strippers for the after show.


Oh, and I hope the cream has stopped the itching.

hugs,
Willow
It has. But bears follow me everywhere.
 
Well duh... Who's your pal? You asked for a good resource. I'm so happy it's working out so well.
 
Shovel??

What are you talking about, we can just weld a scoop onto one of the Monster trucks! Jeesh, you people. Yesterday I welded two lawn chairs onto the roof so that the kids can get a better view when we are going down the interstate, it's not like it's hard or nothin.

Willow
 
dear aunt mabel,

miss you, out here on vacation. I hope the cats are doing well. you just wouldn't believe the sun. did you get that thing I sent you?

Did you get that thing I sent you?

Did you

Get that

THING

I sent you?

~D.A.
 
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