Nora!
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I Am Little Spoon
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Pagliacci said:
I think that if she was around she'd as fast as greased lightning,if not then there's a reason you'd need to tell me more,tell me more about.
I'm blaming you for this outburst into random musical lyrics,just so you know
Why me, if you don't mind me asking? LOL
Nora
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A really bad joke for Pagliacci
Transylvania vacation...
Bob Hill and his new wife Betty were vacationing in
Europe, as it happens, near Transylvania. They were
driving in a rental car along a rather deserted
highway. It was late, and raining very hard. Bob could
barely see 20 feet in front of the car.
Suddenly the car skids out of control! Bob attempts to
control the car, but to no avail! The car swerves and
smashes into a tree.
Moments later, Bob shakes his head to clear the fog.
Dazed, he looks over at the passenger seat and sees
his wife unconscious, with her head bleeding! Despite
the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Bob knows he has
to carry her to the nearest phone.
Bob carefully picks his wife up and begins trudging
down the road. After a short while, he sees a light.
He heads towards the light, which is coming from an
old, large house. He approaches the door and knocks.
A minute passes. A small, hunched man opens the door.
Bob immediately blurts, "Hello, my name is Bob Hill,
and this is my wife Betty. We've been in a terrible
accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I
please use your phone??"
"I'm sorry," replied the hunchback, "but we don't have
a phone. My master is a Doctor; come in and I will get
him!"
Bob brings his wife in. An elegant man comes down the
stairs. "I'm afraid my assistant may have misled you.
I am not a medical doctor; I am a scientist. However,
it is many miles to the nearest clinic, and I have had
a basic medical training. I will see what I can do.
Igor, bring them down to the laboratory."
With that, Igor picks up Betty and carries her
downstairs, with Bob following closely. Igor places
Betty on a table in the lab. Bob collapses from
exhaustion and his own injuries, so Igor places Bob on
an adjoining table.
After a brief examination, Igor's master looks
worried. "Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a
transfusion." Igor and his master work feverishly, but
to no avail. Bob and Betty Hill are no more.
The Hills' deaths upset Igor's master greatly.
Wearily, he climbs the steps to his conservatory,
which houses his grand piano. For it is here that he
has always found solace. He begins to play, and a
stirring, almost haunting, melody fills the house.
Meanwhile, Igor is still in the lab tidying up. His
eyes catch movement, and he notices the fingers on
Betty's hand twitch. Stunned, he watches as Bob's arm
begins to rise! He is further amazed as Betty sits
straight up!
Unable to contain himself, he dashes up the stairs to
the conservatory. He bursts in and shouts to his
master:
"Master, Master! ... The Hills are alive with the
sound of music!
Transylvania vacation...
Bob Hill and his new wife Betty were vacationing in
Europe, as it happens, near Transylvania. They were
driving in a rental car along a rather deserted
highway. It was late, and raining very hard. Bob could
barely see 20 feet in front of the car.
Suddenly the car skids out of control! Bob attempts to
control the car, but to no avail! The car swerves and
smashes into a tree.
Moments later, Bob shakes his head to clear the fog.
Dazed, he looks over at the passenger seat and sees
his wife unconscious, with her head bleeding! Despite
the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Bob knows he has
to carry her to the nearest phone.
Bob carefully picks his wife up and begins trudging
down the road. After a short while, he sees a light.
He heads towards the light, which is coming from an
old, large house. He approaches the door and knocks.
A minute passes. A small, hunched man opens the door.
Bob immediately blurts, "Hello, my name is Bob Hill,
and this is my wife Betty. We've been in a terrible
accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I
please use your phone??"
"I'm sorry," replied the hunchback, "but we don't have
a phone. My master is a Doctor; come in and I will get
him!"
Bob brings his wife in. An elegant man comes down the
stairs. "I'm afraid my assistant may have misled you.
I am not a medical doctor; I am a scientist. However,
it is many miles to the nearest clinic, and I have had
a basic medical training. I will see what I can do.
Igor, bring them down to the laboratory."
With that, Igor picks up Betty and carries her
downstairs, with Bob following closely. Igor places
Betty on a table in the lab. Bob collapses from
exhaustion and his own injuries, so Igor places Bob on
an adjoining table.
After a brief examination, Igor's master looks
worried. "Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a
transfusion." Igor and his master work feverishly, but
to no avail. Bob and Betty Hill are no more.
The Hills' deaths upset Igor's master greatly.
Wearily, he climbs the steps to his conservatory,
which houses his grand piano. For it is here that he
has always found solace. He begins to play, and a
stirring, almost haunting, melody fills the house.
Meanwhile, Igor is still in the lab tidying up. His
eyes catch movement, and he notices the fingers on
Betty's hand twitch. Stunned, he watches as Bob's arm
begins to rise! He is further amazed as Betty sits
straight up!
Unable to contain himself, he dashes up the stairs to
the conservatory. He bursts in and shouts to his
master:
"Master, Master! ... The Hills are alive with the
sound of music!
Nora
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I know! I know!
Sit on my face, and tell me that you love me.
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too.
I love to hear you moralize,
When I'm between your thighs;
You blow me away!
Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you.
I'll sit on your face and let my love be truly.
Life can be fine if we both sixty-nine,
And we'll sit on our faces in all sorts of places and play,
'Till we're blown away!
QuickDuck said:
Sit on my face, and tell me that you love me.
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too.
I love to hear you moralize,
When I'm between your thighs;
You blow me away!
Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you.
I'll sit on your face and let my love be truly.
Life can be fine if we both sixty-nine,
And we'll sit on our faces in all sorts of places and play,
'Till we're blown away!
Nora
Dirty Pomegranate
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after bitching at me while I was upstairs making stuff, Eumenides seems to have left the building. Ain't that just like her? Bitch and moan, moan and bitch, then disappear *just* before I get back so she can blame ME for not being here. *grumbles*
Hi Perky =)
Hi Perky =)
