Topic: Let's write a story.... - part 4 | |
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or throw her in a cave with the Old Sage himself!
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YES! AND don't forget the peanut butter smeared all over the armpits... It drives even the most tame cave dwelling sage insane with desire...
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My Clever Clive, we are going to get along famously. You have such a devious mind...The Tower of Babel?? Yes, that will do.I hope the harem outfit will please you. I was the belly dancing runner up at Southpaws dancing school for wayward spies. I still know the moves.
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Then you will show me all of your most appetizing tummy moves after we meet under the north tower at nine. Long have I lusted for this 'midnight at the oasis' like moment... You swirling about me in a whirlwind of silken veils... and that cute little hat, tipped back and resting seductively on your lovely locks... Better bring some peanut butter along...
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no I need a cigarette...hey I don't smoke!
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Allow me to offer you a very special light (from my Moldavian lighter and highly lethal nerve gas dispenser combo), Lady Betts... So do you come here often? Have you seen a beautiful harem girl wandering about?
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Thank you for the light, but for some reason and I.m not quite sure why.I'll think I will pass.
Yes I did see the the lovely harem lady with a funny hat , she was covered in peanut buter and honey and heading to the cave of that horney Old Sage. |
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Yessss The crier has cried nine and there is no veiled whirlwind nor a pretty little cowgirl hat swirling about in the dusty evening air of Babylon... Perhaps Muffy, queen of the sultans royal court belly dancers, has a plan of her own...
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No, Clive, it's not as Betts is trying to make it. Old Sage said he had some new wet wipes for all that peanut butter. I really just want to please you...I'll be there with bells on my toes and a ruby in my...
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she does indeed.She is going to bang old sage and his mighty pirates.
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Betts, please that was two chapters ago...a girl can change you know!
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Edited by
laughingdog
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Fri 07/03/09 07:24 PM
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yes, the ruby-con is in the center of your universe... wear it proudly yet it should remain hidden beneath the silken layers of your veil... If you do decide to venture forth to that cave, remember the poisonous spike hidden within a facet of your ruby-con... AND strike slow and deep... Then meet me at nine for wine and...
What happened two chapters ago matters not to me... I'll be waiting... Pirates? |
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Well I got stuck in all that peanutbutter and honey that somehow got all over my shiny new pole.So I am am just now catching up.
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Edited by
laughingdog
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Fri 07/03/09 07:27 PM
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a sticky business, says she
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yes ...and the tips are lousey.
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So what happened to all that dough you embezzled from my italian bikini repair shoppe in Rio? |
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Clive, I'll be there, please wait for me.. I have to stop at Silly Sals for a beer and a cigarett...All this running around has quite tuckered me out and I need to have my harem outfit freshened..someone swipped peanut butter on it and it clogged my bells...but the ruby is still intact...just waiting to be used....
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So what happened to all that dough you embezzled from my italian bikini repair shoppe in Rio? I opened a Brazilian Wax parlour and it went Bellyup.Wouldn't stick to the peanutbutter. |
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In another life, I was a ruby polisher in Tel Aviv, ya know? Then wait I shall with Lady Betts... She goes onstage in a few minutes, and I have a wad of twenties in my shirt pocket... BUT hurry Muffy for time is wasting... AND don't forget The Key...
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So what happened to all that dough you embezzled from my italian bikini repair shoppe in Rio? I opened a Brazilian Wax parlour and it went Bellyup.Wouldn't stick to the peanutbutter. Hey! I invested in a Brazilian Wax Parlor that went belly-up... I bought the building and turned it into a wax tatoo studio complete with a full service peanut butter bar... Maybe you would like to do some go-go dancing on the side? |
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