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thidwick · 07-27-2003, 05:43 AM

"I should be making violent love to you, behind a palm tree." He yelled at her, knocking over the bookshelf.

She stumbled away from him, crying too hard to answer.

"But instead," he continued, "we're stuck in a boyscout meeting!"

"It's not my fault!" she sobbed, "You knew my obligations when you married me!"

"You scheduled a meeting on our honeymoon?"

"How was I to know we were going to get hitched by some two-bit Elvis impersenator in Las Vegas?"

"You knew my obligations when you married me!" He mocked.

"Obligation!" she choked, "You can hardly call it that!"

"It's a family tradition!"

"So is bombing Russia!"

"And damned if I'm going to break that one either!"

"Dear lord," she cried, "My husband is going to start World World Three over six Easter eggs!"

"Six easter eggs and five jelly beans," he corrected, "Get your boyscouts--they can help!"

"Be your own damn den mother!"

"Or...we could pretend that that fiscus tree is a palm..."

A pause, and then, "Is that what you did with your den mothers?"

"I could definately do it with this one."

"... Maybe we can let Russia go. This time."

"Aye, some things are more important than jelly beans," he grinned.

"Indeed."

::Yes, I think we'll end that one here...for rating's sake

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07-27-2003, 05:43 AM	#22
thidwick Witch Doctor Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Georgia Posts: 176	"I should be making violent love to you, behind a palm tree." He yelled at her, knocking over the bookshelf. She stumbled away from him, crying too hard to answer. "But instead," he continued, "we're stuck in a boyscout meeting!" "It's not my fault!" she sobbed, "You knew my obligations when you married me!" "You scheduled a meeting on our honeymoon?" "How was I to know we were going to get hitched by some two-bit Elvis impersenator in Las Vegas?" "You knew my obligations when you married me!" He mocked. "Obligation!" she choked, "You can hardly call it that!" "It's a family tradition!" "So is bombing Russia!" "And damned if I'm going to break that one either!" "Dear lord," she cried, "My husband is going to start World World Three over six Easter eggs!" "Six easter eggs and five jelly beans," he corrected, "Get your boyscouts--they can help!" "Be your own damn den mother!" "Or...we could pretend that that fiscus tree is a palm..." A pause, and then, "Is that what you did with your den mothers?" "I could definately do it with this one." "... Maybe we can let Russia go. This time." "Aye, some things are more important than jelly beans," he grinned. "Indeed." ::Yes, I think we'll end that one here...for rating's sake ::