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"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
Post by billypilgrim on Apr 27, 2007 16:00:14 GMT -5
There Shaniqua was, dripping wet. She made no effort to cover her nakedness. Instead, she stood there, with a slight grin. Her eyes met his, but his were focussed on her moist, glistening, neatly trimmed . . .
"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
Post by billypilgrim on Apr 27, 2007 17:56:28 GMT -5
Shaniqua, however, did not see the humor, and a single tear dripped on to her big toe cleavage (kindling a distant memory for Petey). "Petey, it's been 2 years without a phone call, an e-mail, not a word. And now you waltz in here and laugh about my Bonsai?" Have you forgotten about the time we spent in . . .
"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
Post by oatmealschnappz on Apr 27, 2007 20:10:54 GMT -5
Don't you judge me! You have no idea of the hellish ordeals I've battled through to return this to you! Mustering all the strength in his scurvied body, he grasped the oddly shaped object. Grunting and sweating, staggering back and forth, his muscles pushed to their limit, he handed her....
Last Edit: Apr 27, 2007 20:11:22 GMT -5 by oatmealschnappz - Back to Top
"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
...the keys to a brand new car! shanquia's eyes glistened with excitement, but as her arm crept forward, pulsating with incredulous anticipation, petey recoiled and clutched his stomach. he released an unearthly howl of pain and exclaimed. . .
Post by billypilgrim on Apr 28, 2007 14:05:24 GMT -5
But the mushroom began to take effect and, watching the coverage, Mel Kiper's hair looked, strangely . . . normal. "Petey, let's get out of here. Bring the pipe and the keys. You better drive. We've got to keep moving or they'll find me."
"Who'll find you, Rebecca?"
"It's Shaniqua, you birdbrain! And I'll explain in the car."
So they jumped in the Electic Blue Prius convertible, with the flames on the side and the custom rims, and hit the road.
Post by billypilgrim on Apr 28, 2007 19:54:10 GMT -5
"You know that old saying?"
"What's that?" she asked.
"Once you have a creature with feathers and no true penis, you never go back."
Petey, puffed out his plumage in a manner females of his own species found enticing. But he never, in his wildest fantasies, imagined that Shaniqua would . . .
"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
. . .uzi and a ski mask. as he rolled into the bank parking lot, the calm, steadiness of his face hid the utter desperation and self-disgust he felt. as he walked into the bank, and fired some warning shots into the ceiling, he screamed. . .
