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Post by Jeannie Holmes on Jun 20, 2008 16:21:22 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage."
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 17:08:09 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply
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Post by ailishsmom on Jun 20, 2008 17:11:27 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above.
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 17:13:18 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 17:22:03 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 17:30:20 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 18:49:42 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 18:52:58 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering
(up into the eyes of a dwarf?)
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 19:09:12 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up
*yes, he was high above and Miki said he was small*
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 19:16:45 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing
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Post by simcha on Jun 20, 2008 19:24:15 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing to his ass
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 19:28:14 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing to his ass. "Who are you?"
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 19:38:29 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing to his ass. "Who are you?" she asked shocked. *uh, Raven~'his rainbow hair trailing' is 4 words, dearie...
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 19:52:35 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing to his ass. "Who are you?" she asked shocked. "My name is (Sorry! It's English I was good at, not Math.)
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Post by vampyre on Jun 20, 2008 19:55:34 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I locked the cage." came a reply from high above. She looked up into the eyes of a small dwarf-like man that was hovering twelve feet up, his rainbow hair trailing to his ass. "Who are you?" she asked shocked. "My name is not your concern
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