pats johnees tushie, heading him towards her bedroom... looking back over her shoulder she giggles... 'ummmm... i am gonna go put this one away...' as they...
Pauses on her way to go gettum Anatole to watch angelli, and nearly falls over with delighted, childlike laughter* you go sissy! :-D *hops on Anatole's back...
Anatole rears back and gallops off in random directions, spraying up bits of carpet fuzz and the pex that was unleashed everywhere. He races past where...
to see what is going on in the rest of the asylum... It appears that everyone has rode off and found a dark spot to hide in. <<sniffles>> they ...
darkest peeks from her bedroom, spying the pilgrim woman hiding out in the center of the wagon train.... she closes her door, and prepares her trusty ...
ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Indians !!! with naked steeds!!! wooohoooo... oops.. I mean.. eeeeekkkk!!!<br>trying to fend off the licorice arrows with a gummi ...
as she rides her trusty steed around the circled wagons, taking a few hits from the pez gun fire she sends out a war cry for all the other indian braves to...
giggles.. looks like we got one with a rear attack!! Now we just have to fight off the rebel fighters!! Luke, get to the DeathStar. The little ewoks are going...
she giggles from her position behind the couch as the pilgrim wench starts her attack... the limp fishie swaying to and fro... she reminds herself to tell the...
covered in dustbunnies,peanutbutter(EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW) and jellyfish, almost admits defeat. until she remembers the marshmellows, giggles... <br><br>picks up...
she giggles at the ghastly pilgrim wench as she runs off to her room... as darkest washes the marshmellow ick from her trusty naked tushie steeds tushie... she...
anatole starts to growl from under the bed, but thinks better of it and barks instead, lulling ghastly into a false sense of security. he then starts sliding ...
she leads her trusty bare tushied steed towards the ghastly door... placing the feather back in her hair... she looks at anatole... and then at johnee rose ...
giggles, looks under the bed at the sound, WTF! hmmmmmmm. What are you doing under there??? aren't you supposed to be someone steed as well?? Where did you...
*opens the door to the club (AT LONG LAST) to find the wagons circled and people barking from under couches. ducks and hides in the washing machine. Watches...
suddenly you hear a battle cry from darkest's room, her feathers flying, out she rides on her naked tushie steed... both covered in the war paint markings and...
woohooo... a nice ride has come along. seeing darkest lasso the wild steed. ghastly shoots and scores.. yeeeehaaawwww!!!!! grabs the end of the rope, tries to...
well, ~I~ have relation to injuns *pouts, then blinks as the cockroach is promptly roped...* hmmm... *decides to up the anti on the warfare and tosses out a ...
ERASED!!!!! got shelf stable pastry lobbers to the left of me and ropers to the right here i am stuck in the middle with blue *that little bitch, no really...
if only he would vote for crest we could have all 7 seven dentists on our side!!!!! All around the malberry bush the malkie chased the gangrel, POP... pop? ooh...
AIN"T GONNA BELIEVE this shee-ott!! I got made a founder at the B....M....S!!!! that's right, sniff, sniff, they gave me the right to jack all sorts of stuff ...
she peeks out of her bedroom stable door hearing jimmeny spouting something about being a king... turns her naked tushie steed loose as she runs out into the ...
As of 6am PST on Tuesday Sept. 24th the BMS Club has been deleted. It had an amazing 4 and a half year run only to be torn down in the last 4 months of its ...
As of 6am PST (so official, better listen closer) on Tuesday Sept. 24th (ok I'm lost) the BMS Club has been deleted(que? sera sera). It had an amazing 4 and a...
*rides in On a BiG 'ol HarleY* WOO HOO! Well slap me with a herring and call me suzie! IF this PlaCe doesN'T look LikE a PeaCHy keeN Dudley do-Right, I don't ...
#enter stare down harley to big wheel! A MAQTCH MADE IN HELL the crowd goes wild: wear did I put that herring, wait!! I smell old rotting fish... oh, it's just...
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