Mord Posted November 2, 2012 Share Posted November 2, 2012 And he waved at her with a hand made of tin foil, the awful by-product of a tin foil smelting, accident. She noticed he limped as well, probably from the smelting accident that took place every night when he perused his favorite periodical "Lactating... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChrisND Posted November 2, 2012 Share Posted November 2, 2012 Ceteceans", the naughtiest mag this side of the Mariana Trench. Cream in hand, Esmerelda continued down the road to Granny's house, leaving the flaming village behind her, when suddenly... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
noob Posted November 2, 2012 Author Share Posted November 2, 2012 she realised she was the subject of a story being constructed by a bunch of snorting Poindexter's with nothing better to do than expose their mental retardation on a public forum 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ales Dvorak Posted November 2, 2012 Share Posted November 2, 2012 That was her firs thought. But then steps out of this frame and... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MG TOW Posted November 3, 2012 Share Posted November 3, 2012 ....notices a cloaked figure in the mist, sickle in hand. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted November 3, 2012 Share Posted November 3, 2012 It was a Russian serf with a bundle of wheat under his arm. She would have asked him what he was doing in this continuum, but she didn't speak Russian. So she decided to sic her dog on him, forgetting for the moment that she didn't have a dog. Instead she... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JonS Posted November 3, 2012 Share Posted November 3, 2012 smoothed some of her 'roids creaming lovingly into his glistening, throbbing ... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sburke Posted November 3, 2012 Share Posted November 3, 2012 wound that her dog had inflicted in his strangely claw toed appendage. He flinched as the dog then lifted it's leg and ... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mjkerner Posted November 4, 2012 Share Posted November 4, 2012 ...it was the best of times; it was the worst of times. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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