Day 87: A Prickled Day
"It's still raping me!" Lisa let out with a cry. "The Savage; It made a hole." And turning towards my direction, she continued with, "It's still in there!!! Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" And a screaming squeal she did reveal. "A Three horn prickle had the nerve to plunge itself and penetrate my foot, right there," she pointed to the ground, "in the vicinity of my own lounge room... How did it dare enter my fortress???" Lisa was in dismay.
And so Lisa squealed, flinging her foot around in disgrace. She never did find that naughty prickle, but she smirked with slight satisfaction, "I snapped it off though; lets see that prickle rape me again!" Not realising it has two horns still to prick her foot with.
Lashing Cushions Like To Bleed.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 2:59 pm
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Another Xena Petitionite has joined our ranks. 47 people to shove the awesomeness down the non-believers throats. Every Saturday morning (because Sunday they aren't home) we will patrol the streets in an effort to convert the peole because they will not be saved if we can't convince them to to think that Xena loves them and will welcome them in fantasia, the imaginary place. We'll create pamphlets and slip them in your mail box, describing how Xena single handedly (with Gabrielle at her side) fought for a better world that you now exist in and if it weren't for her brave efforts and Gabrielle's um, input, we wouldn't be the people we are today, living the lifestyle of the gods themsleves...It's true, infact we are better even because the Gods only had lame Walkmans, too true I say.
Indeed, we will create a following and if we don't succeed, well, there's always next weekend to bug you until you crack.
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