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 Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:44 pm
Hey, your large bait is eating your smaller bait.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:46 pm
Large bait? I don't have any...STOP EATING MY BAIT!
RAWR RAWR!
I brought you a sandwich!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:49 pm
Oh! That reminds me! I brought a picnic basket.
::climbs down to the beach and carries it back up::
Woof! There's a lot of good stuff in here!
::Opens it up::
Here's the crudites...and the custard...and over here we've got the pressed chicken sandwiches and the mushroom quiche. The salad is in that container there, and I have the fresh goat cheese crumble in the little container on top.
Do you want macaroons or apple tarts for dessert?
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:51 pm
Mushroom quiche? What kinda of picnic food is that?
Rawr raw awr!
Yea, I know you'll eat it. You eat anything!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:52 pm
It's GOOD picnic food, that's what!
Here, come on, eat up!
::picks up a seashell and takes a bite::
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:56 pm
*sashays onto the beach with Thad in tow carefully holding aloft a woven umbrella of palm fronds*
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:57 pm
Uh...I'll just have a couple of sandwiches. No chips? Cole slaw?
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:58 pm
Oh! Look! More people!
::waves Selina and Thad over::
Maybe this is the start of the chick/bunny/....stallion? herd!
::picks up his guitar and starts tuning it::
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:03 pm
*Thad perks up and runs off the beach*
Drat, now where's he off to? Ever since the electrocution he's been so scattered.
Ooooo! Is that a quiche?
*Thad scampers back from the main cabana with a ukulele*
Well that makes sense, we could have a luau.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:07 pm
*hands a sandwich to Boyzilla*
Now...claws off the bait.
*shoves a sandwich in his mouth while he casts*
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:11 pm
Yes! Mushroom quiche.
::puts the guitar to his ear and strums the strings::
Aaaand, we're in tune!
::plays a little intro::
Lord A'mighty, feel my temp'rature risin'
Higher, higher, it's burnin' through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is burnin'
I dunno which way to go!
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my sky-hi
w' burning love!
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:20 pm
This is exactly what summer needs.
*Thad spreads a large towel out on the smooth, sun-warmed sand*
"Can I get you a drink, mistress?"
Yes, please. Something tropical. And afterwards you can rub my shoulders with cocoa butter.
"Yes mistress!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:22 pm
*checks her nails before strumming a bar on the ukulele*
*pling!*
Purrrfect.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:24 pm
*munches on his sandwich happily while he surf fishes*
*slips a piece of bait on his sandwich*
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 7:25 pm
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I feel my temp'rature risin'
Help me, I'm flamin'
Must be a hundred n' nine
Burnin' burnin, burnin'
and nothin' can soothe me
I just might turn to smoke
but I feel fiiiine
Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of the choir
And you light my morning sky
Burnin' love!
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