sweet~nichole~marie
Tallulah's Mama
"Uh, oh" thought Lucille, "this looks like some serious rumble in the jungle." Lucille frantically tried to come up with a solution to head off certain disaster, while the two groups traded insults across the pool (in which the CS.com van lay half-submerged, like an drunken humpback whale who clearly thought it was still 1965).
Suddenly, Robbie popped up in his Captain Morgan outfit, holding a cocktail shaker in each hand.
"Hey, folks" he shouted, "Probably at least half of you belong to both forums, let's have some Appletinis instead!"
Lucille held her breath, hoping that everyone would just get along and not spoil Mr. Sphincter's birthday. It had taken ages to get the stains out after the LAST CS.com/FaunaClassified bash. Then . . . .
Suddenly, Robbie popped up in his Captain Morgan outfit, holding a cocktail shaker in each hand.
"Hey, folks" he shouted, "Probably at least half of you belong to both forums, let's have some Appletinis instead!"
Lucille held her breath, hoping that everyone would just get along and not spoil Mr. Sphincter's birthday. It had taken ages to get the stains out after the LAST CS.com/FaunaClassified bash. Then . . . .
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