Christine Posted March 29, 2005 Author Posted March 29, 2005 *does that whole orgasm scene from the movie "When Harry Met Sally". Followed by, "I'll have what she's having!"*
Capt. Morgan Posted March 29, 2005 Posted March 29, 2005 Aye, and a cold shower... Touche' Ship's Marksman & Crab Fiend Pyrates of the Coast "All the skill in the world goes out the window if an angel pisses in the flintlock of your musket." "Florida points like a guiding thumb, To the southern isles of rumba and rum, To the mystery cities and haunted seas, Of the Spanish Main and the Caribbees..."
Christine Posted March 29, 2005 Author Posted March 29, 2005 Now, question time, did I fake it, or was that real? LOL!
Capt. Morgan Posted March 29, 2005 Posted March 29, 2005 I, ah, er... Touche' Ship's Marksman & Crab Fiend Pyrates of the Coast "All the skill in the world goes out the window if an angel pisses in the flintlock of your musket." "Florida points like a guiding thumb, To the southern isles of rumba and rum, To the mystery cities and haunted seas, Of the Spanish Main and the Caribbees..."
PyratePhil Posted March 29, 2005 Posted March 29, 2005 (Ella Fitzgerald steps in) Was it real, or was it Memorex? ...Qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum... ~ Vegetius
Diego Santana de la Vega Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 Only your hairdresser knows for sure! Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.
PyratePhil Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 "Do you smoke after sex?" "I never looked" ...Qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum... ~ Vegetius
lady snow Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 listens for fire truck sirens in the distance ~snow with faith, trust and pixiedust, everything is possible if it be tourist season, why can't we shoot them? IWG #3057 - Local 9 emmf steel rose player - bella donna, 2005 improv cast member and dance instructor - fort tryon medieval festival lady neige - midsummer renaissance faire
Diego Santana de la Vega Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 I only smoke when I'm on fire! Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.
Fancy Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 uh-huh... so this is what goes on at the Moonlight Lagoon... (I need to come by more often!) Fancy
Captain Tito Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 Yep the speakers be workin great!! *firetrucks pull in* Over here folks!!!!!! <span style='font-size:21pt;line-height:100%'>Have Parrot Bay, will travel. WILL SHARE TOO!!!</span>
Diego Santana de la Vega Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 I never ever wanted to be a fireman.... so many guys did as yooots kinda feel left out... I always wanted to be a head football coach, that is after my illustrious career began to inneffectivly fade with age. Such is life! Mayhaps a new thread should be started? What did you want to be when you grew up? Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.
Christine Posted March 30, 2005 Author Posted March 30, 2005 Of course many guys want to be firefighters....just another excuse to play with their hoses!
Fancy Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 Of course many guys want to be firefighters....just another excuse to play with their hoses! and get paid to do it!! although i know MANY volunteer firefighters, they do it for free LOL! Fancy
Fancy Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 Mayhaps a new thread should be started? What did you want to be when you grew up? that's not a bad idea, maybe you'll start it? Fancy
Diego Santana de la Vega Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 Fancy what it be then you wanted to be? Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.
Hetha Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 *Completely lost in the moment, I stumble upon this lovely stretch of beachfront. It is moonlit, and beautiful. The warmed sand, feels comfy, as my feet sink comfortably and slightly, making footprints where I tread. Palm fronds sway in the breeze, as I find an outcropping, high above the escarpement, a place to meditate, but not to relax. Feeling the call of sea and sky, I tread my way there, away from possible intrusion, and begin to belly dance, wearing a ingeniously wrapped and fringed tie top and matching tie pants. After giving my dear Luna, my greetings and salutations, I change smoothely into a stance for fighting, pulling out an ingeniously hidden sword. Going through my personal kata of impressive prowess, and skialdmaer's style martial movement. Invisible enemies everywhere, I practice and continue to do so. I blend Eastern and Western styles together, into a acrobatic, and fierce whirlwind of movement.I hear drums in the distance, and the drum beats echo and follow my movements, almost intentionally. The drumbeats move closer and seem louder and more tribal than before. I know at least for the moment, I am alone, and at One with myself, the sky, Luna, and the sea. My blood hums strongly and swiftly through my veins, and I let out a warcry! I continue, blood pounding and pumping through my physique. I can hear the sound of my metallic sword passing close around my body, and it thrums at one, with me, a mere extension of my arms. I flip hands, and practice with my other hand, as I am ambidextrous, and use this to my advantage. * OOps! That was my outside voice;)! "Big on self-reliance and personal responsibility. Down on culture of victimology. Nobody owes you a thing and life isn't always fair. Spend a little more time being grateful and less time bitching and you just might find a smile replacing that scowl. Being miserable doesn't make you 'deep;' it makes you insufferable."-The Thirsty Celt ~Sail it like you stole it!~ "Silence is Golden; Duct Tape is Silver"
PyratePhil Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 ...now THAT"S a kata... ...Qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum... ~ Vegetius
Hetha Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 * I continue, unaware, that I may have drawn a speculative audience. Although, it would be nice, to have a sparring partner, as the workout intensity, has pumped me up considerably. I don't expect one, tho, and am content, with the invisible enemies, remembered, from real ones in my past. I jump an invisible sword, swiping at m' legs, and continue, letting out a cry at intervals, sword moving quickly, aerobatically, my eyes open, for possibly more enemies, that may come m' way* *I turn an aerial cartwheel, and land smoothely, planting my swordpoint, between some rocks, point down, knelt before it, as though in deep contemplation, hands, firmly palming the sword's bloodrunner, allowing the vibration of the blade to fill me with it's spirit. All in one swift movement. A skialdmaer, I truly be, and this sword, when next removed, shall be my challenger.* *As Freyja, be my witness, I call forth, any man or woman who dare challenge me.* I stand up and take some deep breaths. I've conquered myself. Very well, if no one challenges, I will challenge myself again, after a short break.* OOps! That was my outside voice;)! "Big on self-reliance and personal responsibility. Down on culture of victimology. Nobody owes you a thing and life isn't always fair. Spend a little more time being grateful and less time bitching and you just might find a smile replacing that scowl. Being miserable doesn't make you 'deep;' it makes you insufferable."-The Thirsty Celt ~Sail it like you stole it!~ "Silence is Golden; Duct Tape is Silver"
lady snow Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 i'll just watch from a safe distance, if that be alright with you. ~snow with faith, trust and pixiedust, everything is possible if it be tourist season, why can't we shoot them? IWG #3057 - Local 9 emmf steel rose player - bella donna, 2005 improv cast member and dance instructor - fort tryon medieval festival lady neige - midsummer renaissance faire
Hetha Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 *Poised and ready, with catlike grace, I await a few moments, then strip myself of my sweaty garments, (take for my black thong bikini,)leave them on the escarpement, and run to dive into the lagoon below. I do a perfect half pike, and land in the water, freezing, but refreshed, and swim to the surface.* OOps! That was my outside voice;)! "Big on self-reliance and personal responsibility. Down on culture of victimology. Nobody owes you a thing and life isn't always fair. Spend a little more time being grateful and less time bitching and you just might find a smile replacing that scowl. Being miserable doesn't make you 'deep;' it makes you insufferable."-The Thirsty Celt ~Sail it like you stole it!~ "Silence is Golden; Duct Tape is Silver"
The Doctor Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 ::sits down next to Lady Snow and offers her a drink from a half-empty bottle of rum:: What's all this, then? Nice diving. Did I miss much? Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?
Diego Santana de la Vega Posted March 30, 2005 Posted March 30, 2005 My gold tooth falls out as I see a vision of thread and grace allow the water a timely embrace then dread... that's when from ahind me love smacks me up aside the head! Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.
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