10-15-2009, 08:01 AM | #441 (permalink) |
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Rhodes looked under the seat for a manual - any manual.
Desiree executed a perfect 3 point turn around, and slid underneath #3 as he positioned himself in the driver's seat. Rhodes began to read aloud from the manual. "Everyone's seatbelts should be fastened before putting it in gear." |
10-15-2009, 08:36 AM | #442 (permalink) |
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"You've always been too traditional, Rhodes! Hasn't #3 given US good service?"
#3 flushed again: "It's all part of the job, miss!" "Sweetheart!" Desiree couldn't help kerself: "Should I turn up the airflow?" Rhodes said, "Don't you dare, unless you do." "But my babies are gasping!" she explained, "I think they need some things." "You could try milk - they're @ least part mammal, miss," suggested #3, his eyes firmly fixed on the road. Rhodes' estimations boiled over. Lunging past his sister & all the life support equipment, he took a firm hold on #3's neck. #3, strangely enough, was able to pull the vehicle to a smooth stop. There was nothing to look at. "He's insane," gasped #3. "I know," said Desiree, "but he's my brother." Rhodes loosened his grip. "Any sense is like a breath of fresh air," he breathed.
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10-15-2009, 09:21 AM | #444 (permalink) |
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#3 screeched a perfect 360.
"Sometimes you feel like a nut," he said. "Get me a Klondike bar," Desiree requested, "I've got the milk under control."
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10-15-2009, 08:05 PM | #446 (permalink) |
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"For Stallion's sake, bro! Try to get a grip!"
"I'm pretty good at that, sis. Just ask #3, when he comes back with our snacks. What the heck are you doing?" "What comes naturally. Will you make yourself useful & check the ones in my hair?"
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10-18-2009, 06:20 AM | #447 (permalink) |
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"What could be taking him so long?" Desiree began to fidget.
Rhodes tried using the bifocals to peer inside the convenience store. "Hey, I see him." "What's he doing?" "He's scratching off a large stack of tickets, sis." Desiree eyes narrowed. Rhodes needed to calm his sister down. He wasn't sure how. He began to French braid her hair. |
10-19-2009, 10:39 AM | #449 (permalink) |
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#3 returned, looking a little sheepish. "Here're your snacks," was all he said.
"Where's our change?" asked Rhodes. #3 slammed the vehicle into gear, intentionally disregarding his knowledge that Rhodes wasn't belted. Accelerating downhill, he glanced in the rear-view mirror. "You've changed your hair," he said.
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10-19-2009, 06:28 PM | #452 (permalink) |
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"Jim Cantshore his rear end!" came a pirate's demand.
"Leave him alone-you couldn't stand his girth." "Aye, lass, but don't get personal!" She chuckled. "He's a lot taller than you are, laying down."
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10-20-2009, 08:14 AM | #453 (permalink) |
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Silenus and TACO were hiding behind the outhouse, listening and waiting
for.... "What are we waiting for, again?" Silenus bent over and whispered to his cousin. "I'm trying to remember how to reanimate a weatherman who has stiffened all sleepy Ent-like, dammit!" TACO spluttered as quietly as he could. Meanwhile, the pirate and his willing captive wench kept making noise mostly. So far they hadn't brandished anything more harmful looking than a flask. "Try to retrieve your memory by looking at it sideways, TACO." Silenus encouraged. TACO whispered back: "We need to find his slicker and rain hat, and redress him, that will work." "You remembered finally. Good." Silenus relaxed. "I just made that up" Taco replied, "But why not give it a try?" |
10-20-2009, 08:33 AM | #454 (permalink) |
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"Noise is good thing," whispered the pirate beside Silenus' ear, "Haven't you heard?"
Silenus flinched, but only slightly. "Haven't we been here before?" He breathed. "Yes, but not in this language," the pirate allowed, "You should listen to her!" "When my measure shrinks, perhaps," said Silenus. "Fools!" she cried, "What I have going on here is not for the likes of such undomesticatable beast as y'all." "Heh," said TACO, "she said undomesticatable." "Buddy," said the pirate, "She said y'all!" Silenus disarranged his skirts.
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10-20-2009, 10:14 AM | #455 (permalink) |
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...and quickly spied the purple toothbrush he was looking for.
He smiled and tauntingly held the tool above his head. "It's the same shade as your sash, Handsome-Pirate-With-Bad-Breath...sir." Pirate made a grab for it. Silenus lept backward and cried out: "Well buckle my swash!" |
10-21-2009, 01:02 PM | #456 (permalink) |
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Of course, he didn't mean it. Display was his thing, & he could tell that the pirate was itching for it.
"En garde!" "Guard your damn self!" "I will not!" "Nor shall I!" (Needless to say) the entire exchange took mere moments.
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10-21-2009, 01:35 PM | #457 (permalink) |
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Runni and Snoddi tried to paint by the numbers.
They soon found it tedious and constrictive. Snoddi was the first to color outside of the lines. "Thats much better." Runni quickly agreed. She dropped a dollop of yellow paint from her brush onto his blue filled one. He kissed her and returned the favor. |
10-22-2009, 10:06 AM | #460 (permalink) |
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"I wasn't squealing just for effect, you know," said Desiree, as her braids continued to tighten.
"We know, miss," said #3. "I know, sis," said Rhodes, almost in unison. The little ones trapped in her hair continued searching for an outlet, but their sense of direction was inhibited by their...environment.
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10-23-2009, 12:33 PM | #462 (permalink) |
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"I feel your pain: Can you feel mine?" he intoned.
"Feel your sister's," #3 intoned, "Your skills in french-braiding could use a little work!" Rhodes was offended, but he didn't know what to say. Tentatively, he began: "I've been the very model of a modern major general..." "Fucking-A!" said #3, "even my training's gone farther."
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10-23-2009, 07:32 PM | #463 (permalink) |
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Too much intonation?
Too little construction? Damn, damn, damn. Rhodes couldn't decide what to do to correct the do he'd attempted. It was his sister's hair & his nieces & nephews @ stake, for goodness' sake!
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10-24-2009, 08:48 AM | #465 (permalink) |
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#3 nudged Rhodes. "She said handbag!"
Rhodes nudged #3 a little harder. "@ least she didn't say "purse"," he said. Desiree wanted more, but couldn't determine that was not the result of her offsprings' infiltration.
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10-24-2009, 10:09 AM | #467 (permalink) |
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"Desiree!" exclaimed Rhodes, "we've been trying to help you!"
"At least I've been trained to do so, miss," said #3. "Go in the back," said Desiree, "I have a way-distant call from our Mom coming in."
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10-29-2009, 10:34 AM | #474 (permalink) |
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...meanwhile
Taco was able to locate Jim Canticle's slicker and matching rain hat, while Silenus kept the Pirate and his Willing Captive Wench, Thoroughly entertained. He wrapped the slicker around the weatherman's shoulders. Taco jumped as high as he could, trying to place his hat back on. His third attempt, was a success. Jim opened his eyes and said... Last edited by ring; 10-29-2009 at 10:43 AM.. |
10-29-2009, 01:34 PM | #475 (permalink) |
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"You know how I want to do this, & have never failed to respond in kind?"
Grudgungly, TACO said "Yeah, I guess I just don't understand why the wench intrigues you." "Stay up until the 27th & you might," said Gym. (His slicker flapped a little, again.)
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10-30-2009, 09:40 AM | #476 (permalink) |
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Silenus walked over to see if Jim was fully animated.
He looked him up and down. "He's going to need a fresh pair of pants." Silenus proclaimed. "Why?" The Wench asked. Louden and Merrick gave each other knowing looks, and then confessed. "He was a tree for a spell, can't damn us for that, can ya'?" |
10-30-2009, 05:39 PM | #477 (permalink) |
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Nobody said yes.
The dogs, contented, laid down. Silenus & the wench snuck off to the bushes. Nobody gainsaid that. "Who is this nobody?" asked TACO.
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10-31-2009, 07:57 AM | #479 (permalink) |
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Silenus said, "I don't know that I like your tone," (though I do, (to himself) why would he choose Nobody over me?)
TACO said, "I know you do - you wouldn't appear so stimulated otherwise."
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