Secret message to the Empress: BWAH!
I don't know about you guys, but I've had it with super-strong little women who aren't me.
Buffy ,'Get It Done'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Amy - Dec 11, 2006 6:54:26 am PST #8710 of 10001
Because books.
sumi - Dec 11, 2006 7:36:00 am PST #8711 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Amyliz and the Empress: why not DIALOGUE between them? And there should be a pony. A pony would talk.
Jesse - Dec 11, 2006 7:44:07 am PST #8712 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Actually, you know what? I heard some of one of the stories the Mr Ed show was based on on the radio the other weekend, and it was kind of great.
Connie Neil - Dec 11, 2006 7:49:18 am PST #8713 of 10001
brillig
sumi: pony play?
sumi - Dec 11, 2006 7:53:32 am PST #8714 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Wasn't going in that direction.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 11, 2006 12:52:03 pm PST #8715 of 10001
What is even happening?
AmyLiz, don't forget about Donkey, from Shrek.
Amy - Dec 11, 2006 1:23:26 pm PST #8716 of 10001
Because books.
Cindy is, as usual, brilliant!
Mwah ha ha!
Lee - Dec 11, 2006 1:25:40 pm PST #8717 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YOU GUYS! You are being SO MEAN to Teppy.
Carry on.
Amy - Dec 11, 2006 1:31:38 pm PST #8718 of 10001
Because books.
Bwah!
::secretly writes love letters to Teppy, with no mentions of Mr. Ed included WHATSOEVER::
SailAweigh - Dec 11, 2006 2:28:29 pm PST #8719 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
This is well over 100 words because it was way to much fun to break the rules.
With Apologies to Mr. Ed (and Teppy)
“Which one was your hero when you were little?” That grass over there looked appealing. It was under the tree, a nice shady patch where he could escape the heat of the sun and dine in leisure.
“Well, I have to admit I think Silver was my greatest hero. He got to carry the Lone Ranger and fight off all kinds of bad men. He even got shot at! Bullets bouncing right off his chin!” The grass came up with a ripping sound.
“Dunno. His heroism was by association. What did he ever do on his own? Look at Trigger. Now, he could count and do all kinds of nifty tricks. Plus, he was actually a bigger star after he was dead. Have you seen his shrine? Now, there was a trailblazer.” Oh, the grass felt so good on his back. Right there, oh, yeah.
“What about Ed?” Another ripping sound as more grass was pulled.
“Are you kidding me? That poseur! He couldn’t even speak for himself, had to have that silly Wilbur around to do his talking for him. Ever hear of ventriloquism?” A loud snort and a dismissive shake of the tail and he rolled over on to his side to nap a while before taking a lap or two around the paddock to check out the ladies.