31 Dec 14
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Originally posted by CalJustThe 3-Word Never Ending Story... (Pages 1-13)
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In the beginning... I was leading before something happened... something unimaginable, something in my wardrobe.
I slowly opened and found baked Jesus Hodor Christ. Even Crowley understands but Tabby was claiming literary license. Purring over indiscretion regarding Tom the muddy pawed Persian who couldn't help being so cute and cuddly. So whatever indiscretion Tabby was guilty of was understandable. However it was difficult because Tom had too little patience. Tabby looked into her empty saucer and then all hell broke loose because she was a crabby Tabby and almost completely alone.
I wish we all could get a job and earn thousands of Euros or find a way to rob a rich man, especially his precious gemstones cleverly hidden in the dustbin. He called home to his PA; she was foxy. The misinformed meddler like a badger, a Red Badger, with huge great grubby wet snout and charming personality except when hungry.
So she said: "I love you" and he said: "Ditto my darling... the only problem is the distance to the nearest place in Wales with badger motels where killers dwell who might be friends of wifey in need of revenge on badge... Mrs. Badger's hitman." Actually what happened: Andy andy waited; poor Andy always bores people senseless but thinks he is Forum King.
Ha, deluded sod. So back to the foxy PA. She loves wabbits who jut happened to be an undercover badger who had lost her stripes and also her innocence. As she ambled along she took off her top, a sweaty t-shirt. Just the, a t-shirt salesman appeared and offered three free t-shirts for a kiss. Being demure and kind, she said: "But you, but I am a professional model and have Christmas Dinner ready"
'Who wants to ring Sony?', says the foxy PA immediately taking charge. The sky was ready to fall - so it fell... making way for an invasion of milk eyed menders of broken hearts. Then Stees ticked off the universe. Another universe grew. When all of a sudden it started to rain gently and softly, quenching the dry and thirsty ground. In the garden the seeds started to grow rapidly, making me wonder if oral sex was such a good idea really. After pondering that, I thought Drewnogal was collecting wood to make fire to warm her hot water bottle for her nightly cold little tootsies even in summer.
Fortunately, she only had cold tootsies on evenly-numbered nights which coincided with the waxing and waning of the moon in Wales which unlike elsewhere attracts Welsh Rabbits (and we know they breed like Welsh woman on their honeymoon both their husbands and cousins, etc.). At sunrise, she decided to leave the rustic cottage; the city beckoned.
She got into a fight with her lover's wife who happened to be hiding behind the enormous bartender. You'll never believe the black eye he got when foxy PA hit him with black pudding which she had been cooking for about a month along with various smoked badger tidbits. Suddenly, the very tidbits badger smoked tasted like Spam. Since the beginning the tallest woman stood out in elevators and lobbies. Anyway Drew was just coming out. She was packing her small suitcase; inside a pistol wrapped in a silk scarf, without ammo, of course. As soon as sonhouse signaled, she
