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11 Feb 10
Originally posted by expuddlepirateTimrek concurred with Doats thinking and they all headed for the farm. As they approached, cautiously, Daot noted that things seemed eerily quiet. He held up his hand, in a militaristically way and the hoard (all 650) stopped in unison. He motioned for Timrek to come to the front. "Do you get the feeling that they knew we were coming?" he said in a whisper. "It does seem rather odd that it's this quiet when we know that the farm has a quota of 50,000 layers. Let's send the reccy guys up to the barn to have a look". Timrek gave the signal and the 5 member team approached. They had their cammo gear on (they looked like Roosters). They jauntily appraoched the barn and as they got to within 20 feet of it all hell broke loose.
Timrek, as leader brought up the fact to the hoard that flies could no longer be the source of subsistance than met their dietary needs. Their type and source prey had to change and change quickly. Humans were to big and didn't taste very good either. then Daot the second in comand made an excellent choice.......Chickens. There was a chicken farm just ...[text shortened]... ide town ran by a Grandfather Roberts. his chickens were famous for their plumpness and flavor.
12 Feb 10
Originally posted by Great Big SteesThe frogs found out too late that they raided the wrong coup as this one was Le Blanc, the foreman's private collection of fighting cocks. The alpha rooster picked up on Croaker as being the field commander of the frog army and lit into him with both spurs. Now the frogs were large enough to swallow a chicken whole but they were use to harmless insects. These were NOT insects. Timrek and Daot looked on in horror. The Chickens had cut the number of frogs down to 325 before Timrek sounded the retreat.
Timrek concurred with Doats thinking and they all headed for the farm. As they approached, cautiously, Daot noted that things seemed eerily quiet. He held up his hand, in a militaristically way and the hoard (all 650) stopped in unison. He motioned for Timrek to come to the front. "Do you get the feeling that they knew we were coming?" he said in a w ...[text shortened]... jauntily appraoched the barn and as they got to within 20 feet of it all hell broke loose.
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Originally posted by expuddlepirate"Chickens", yelled the cocks, as the frogs made a hasty retreat to lick their wounds. Timrek turned to Daot and asked, "How could we have been so wrong in our determining that we were attacking the right barn?" Daot looked at his map and suddenly realized that he had it upside down and instead of turning right at Albuquerque he should have turned left. "Well on the bright side" Timrek chortled,"we now know that cocks get rock hard when you rub them the wrong way".
The frogs found out too late that they raided the wrong coup as this one was Le Blanc, the foreman's private collection of fighting cocks. The alpha rooster picked up on Croaker as being the field commander of the frog army and lit into him with both spurs. Now the frogs were large enough to swallow a chicken whole but they were use to harmless insect ...[text shortened]... horror. The Chickens had cut the number of frogs down to 325 before Timrek sounded the retreat.
12 Feb 10
Originally posted by Great Big SteesCol Thistleburnt hushed the crowd in the town square. He was very well respected in the town and seen as a hero for his work in the great war. In the conflict of conflicts his contribution of silkworm breeding for faster silk prodution sped up parrachute production 10 fold. What this had to do with battling giant frogs was of no significance to the towns people.
"Chickens", yelled the cocks, as the frogs made a hasty retreat to lick their wounds. Timrek turned to Daot and asked, "How could we have been so wrong in our determining that we were attacking the right barn?" Daot looked at his map and suddenly realized that he had it upside down and instead of turning right at Albuquerque he should have turned lef ...[text shortened]... Timrek chortled,"we now know that cocks get rock hard when you rub them the wrong way".
"In the great war, which i made an important contribution........" His speech ran for 30 minutes and said nothing. Then little Wilbur Spinkmeyer spoke up.....
12 Feb 10
Originally posted by expuddlepirate... attempted to speak, that is, but was unable to let a thought in or get a word out. Seems W.S. had a new frog in his throat.
Col Thistleburnt hushed the crowd in the town square. He was very well respected in the town and seen as a hero for his work in the great war. In the conflict of conflicts his contribution of silkworm breeding for faster silk prodution sped up parrachute production 10 fold. What this had to do with battling giant frogs was of no significance to the to ...[text shortened]... ." His speech ran for 30 minutes and said nothing. Then little Wilbur Spinkmeyer spoke up.....
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12 Feb 10
Originally posted by Grampy Bobbyahh, the downside to staying up all night.
[b]LET"S TRY GETTING IT SAID IN STORY FORM
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Chapter One... 'Behind the Usual Curtains'
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Chapter Two... 'Perseverance in The Bayou'
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just when you get used to the peace and quiet,
the babblers wake up. morning gramps.
12 Feb 10
Originally posted by Great Big SteesMy grandfather's cock was too large for the shelf so it stood 90 years on the floor.
"Chickens", yelled the cocks, as the frogs made a hasty retreat to lick their wounds. Timrek turned to Daot and asked, "How could we have been so wrong in our determining that we were attacking the right barn?" Daot looked at his map and suddenly realized that he had it upside down and instead of turning right at Albuquerque he should have turned lef ...[text shortened]... Timrek chortled,"we now know that cocks get rock hard when you rub them the wrong way".
Would you like to see a picture of my grandfather's cock?
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12 Feb 10
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyW.S. croaked but in his place was his best friend Jubilation J. Cornpone an eloquent deliverer of speeches. He began, " Please allow me the opportunity to say that it's with great humility that I ....." He looked up, from his prepared speech, to see what looked like a man with an iron bar thrust thought his neck working his way towards the dias. Jube, as his closest friends called him, did a double take and turned, with a quisical look on his face, to see if anyone else on the stage saw "it"...
... attempted to speak, that is, but was unable to let a thought in or get a word out. Seems W.S. had a new frog in his throat.
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14 Feb 10
Originally posted by Great Big Steesmeanwhile back at the swamp.....Frogger came to like the alien and reasoned that the accident was for the best in putting his dear old master out of his misery. His pale gray little friend seemed to get even more pale. frogger know the reality of his situation was setting in and had just now hit home.
W.S. croaked but in his place was his best friend Jubilation J. Cornpone an eloquent deliverer of speeches. He began, " Please allow me the opportunity to say that it's with great humility that I ....." He looked up, from his prepared speech, to see what looked like a man with an iron bar thrust thought his neck working his way towards the dias. Jube ...[text shortened]... nd turned, with a quisical look on his face, to see if anyone else on the stage saw "it"...
"I'm stranded here.......I'll never see home again.....My life is over now" he lamented. Fogger felt sorry for him and began to ponder the situation.....
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14 Feb 10
Originally posted by Blackamp*LOL* ...which, by the way, wasn't a desk at all but his grandmother (God rest her soul). "Finally, said his grandfather, "she's usefull".
it had two. but his grandmother's pussy had four. it was stuffed and mounted on his grandfather's antique writing desk.
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14 Feb 10
Originally posted by expuddlepirate"I've got an idea, let's see if we can take what's left of the '63 Merc and fashion a time machine and send you back", Frogger said. The alien looked at Frogger and thought, "What's this frog on?" You'r kidding right? How on earth are you going to do that?". Frogger smiled and said, "A couple of weeks ago, before I morphed, I happened to to be outside the farmers house when I heard a program on The Discovery Channel describing how to take a V8 engine and convert it into a booster rocket. Now since there is also a fair amount of metal (no plastics) used in the construction of the merc (albeit burned) we can make a capsule that's big enough for you to fit in. As for fuel the farmer has a still in the woods in the "back 40" so that won't be a problem and Viola, ET goes home".
meanwhile back at the swamp.....Frogger came to like the alien and reasoned that the accident was for the best in putting his dear old master out of his misery. His pale gray little friend seemed to get even more pale. frogger know the reality of his situation was setting in and had just now hit home.
"I'm stranded here.......I'll never see home aga ...[text shortened]... e is over now" he lamented. Fogger felt sorry for him and began to ponder the situation.....