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I'm glad that you enjoyed Saturday. :)
Now is there any chance you could just to a little bit of work? Just a little? Who knows, you may even like it. :D |
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Hi Tib. :D edited because I tried something that didn't work. *goes for coffee* |
Thanks, Chloe!! It was a great day. :D
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Climbing into your lap, I scrub at an imaginary spot on the table. How's that?? :D *PROUD* |
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Hiya, Chloe. Haven't seen you around for a while. :) You okay. Oh, btw, the toilets needs cleaning. :p |
Oh, brother! :rolleyes:
See how he is? Give him a friendly greeting and he tries to put you to work. *sigh* |
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I seem to have forgotten how to post here........:rolleyes:
I KNOW, Maid - he's awful! I don't kow HOW you put up with him! ;) |
A better question is: How does HE put up with ME??
*whispers* If I told you, he might just turn out looking like the nice guy he pretends to be. ;) |
Hiya kids, just stopping in for my bi-monthly beer.:cheers:
Drinks for everbody, Tibs buying.:cool: Thanks Mate. |
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*KOFF* *CHOKE* *WHEAZE* I-I don't feel w-well. :( |
Lucky for you, I just made chicken soup -- but I need some help in the kitchen.
Oh, Honeeeeeeeeeeee.... Okay, Gray... I'll work on his cure while you grab the Sam Adams -- and maybe one or two of the girls as well. ;) |
*Feverish after slurping Maid's soap*
Oh the pain. THE PAIN!!!
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Oh brother....
SOUP not soAp!! *sigh*
What would you think if I said you were a bit puffy?? :rolleyes: and cover up your butt, will you? People are looking. :( |
*Returning from hospital after having my stomach pumped out*
Hi, everyone.
Treat me gently today. Stomach is still feeling sore. :( |
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You know I'm a gude cook. Stop that nonsense! *pushing a BIGGER bowl in front of you* |
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I'm sorry! It appears that I had a few people worried with my previous post. I am okay and that I was referring to Maid of Marvels' chicken soap that she had made up. :D |
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See that's what happens when you eat chicken soap. Now try a bowl of her chicken soup. I hear she can 'conjure' up a mean vat of soup. But if she starts chanting "toil and trouble, caldron bubble", step away quick. |
I told you he was not as innocent as he looks, but did you listen? NOOOOOO!!
*looking around for the chicken beaks* |
No more soup or soap from her.
Believe me, Gray, it was chicken SOAP that she gave me at the last minute. You can't honestly believe that I would make such a stupid mistake? |
Chicken beaks?
Uh oh, she'll be throwing 'eye of newt', and 'wing of bat' in the vat next. |
Exactly, Gray.
Anyone evil enough to add beaks, etc..., to her "soup" is evil enough to switch it with chicken SOAP. I rest my case. |
So I assume those little round balls floating in the soup weren't matzah balls then?
Unless you keep matzah balls on your bathroom sink. |
Exactly! :D
Now that I have a witness, do you think I can sue Maid's arse off??? :rolleyes: Or at least have her dunked??? :rolleyes: |
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Dunked, yes. I want to see that.:jump: And you notice that she's not around to defend herself. Must be an addmission to guilt, I'd say. "Everyone to the dunking pond. Let the festivities commence." |
It was not an admission of guilt -- I was on break. :p
*looking around for a giant cruller for dunking* Glazed, please. |
Welcome Inn Dunking Pond
Welcome everyone to the Inn's first dunking event. As you can see, we have managed to track down the infamous (and evil) Maid of Marvels and have tied her up to the Ye Olde Dunking Chair.
Mr Graybread has very kindly offered to be the Dunker for the evening while I will make sure that no jiggery pokery takes place. Drum roll please!!! *Sounds of 100s of drums rolling* Mr Graybread, please proceed and dunk... |
DROWN HER! DROWN HER! DROWN THAT MAID OF MARVELS!!!
RAH!! RAH!!! RAAAAHHH!!! |
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Ah, the sounds of an enthusiastic crowd. "Maid, have a seat please." (I'm such a polite dunker.) Tib, warm up the soup, the water is chilly. |
Setting things straight:
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First of all, I am nefarious as well. (Or did you forget?) Secondly, I thought you liked jiggery and pokery, Tib. :eek: Thirdly -- Gray, do I get to wear my crown? And where's the kawfee for dunkin' the crullers? :D |
Already there, Gray. I have some of Maid's chicken soap on the stove.
Now get that woman on that seat and let's get dunking. |
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I don't know Tib, she brought crullers.:slurp: , and kawfee. Aaaahhh, mind if we want till after our snack?:D I promise though, later I'll get her on the seat. |
I am SO back (from break). What are you two like?? :eek:
You can both stop your happy dancin' now. Now... tell me some more about this dunkin' thing? ;) |
When is Maid gonna get dunked???
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*Waking up*
She's finally back??? *Stretching* Okay, Gray. Let's get the witch, I mean Maid, onto the seat. *Hiding her crullers (who else but a witch would eat that stuff) and kawfee (sounds disgusting)* |
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Stuffing down the last of the crullers and gulping my kawfee.
“Oh Maaaaiiid…………..your throne is ready your hinnyness.” “Just have a seat………..this won’t hurt a bit,(chuckle) I promise.” “Don’t mind these straps, there just to keep you on your throne.”;) |
*squinting*
But I'm on break... Besides, I'm making bean soap... erm... SOUP. BEAN SOUP. I spoze it can wait. :D |
That's it, Maiddie. That's a gude girl.
*Helping Maid onto the seat* Let Mr Graybread tied you down so you won't fall off. We don't want you to hurt yourself would we? :D Now don't be afraid. Think of those annual showers you sometimes have. This is similar but so much more refreshing. (Whisper: Ready when you are, Gray. ;)) |
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