A Conversation for Draft of village map.

Planning Department

Post 21

mari-rae(tee reads: (entangled in cardboard boxes, please send tape...)

The Village could use a vintager.... (I see you make your wine the old fashioned way, but shouldn't you have taken your socks off as well?) smiley - erm


Planning Department

Post 22

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

*grumbling and stomping*
No-oh!
They needed a rinse.
Been sleeping in that Jaguar for four weeks with very little fresh linen to speak of. And what is spoken of is spoken of in terms unfit for the ears of gentile ladies.
(Curiously he'd never been conscious before of any difference between gentile and gentile and it gives him pause in mid-stomp ..maybe it's jen-teal and gent-aisle...hmmm...really hates looking dumb in front of women in official positions)


Planning Department

Post 23

mari-rae(tee reads: (entangled in cardboard boxes, please send tape...)

johnwfulton, come out of there and come over to my cottage. I'll let you use my shower and I'm sure I can find some of my late husbands's clothes to fit you. I'll cook you a good dinner too. It would make me happy if you would accept.


Planning Department

Post 24

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

I don't know, sometimes they say they're gonna be late and then they show up all olive Osuddy like.


Planning Department

Post 25

mari-rae(tee reads: (entangled in cardboard boxes, please send tape...)

All five are posthumous... long gone. No worries.


Planning Department

Post 26

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

*suddenly very concerned for his friend Pheroneous who was last scene (yuk)
heading for Someday Cottage with a vial of unknown substance...
Also has premonitiory vision of dragging the Jaguar into the woods about halfway between the BOF and the Boatyard and living on mushrooms for the rest of his life.*

No I'll just finish up here. Then be off ..to the BOF.


Planning Department

Post 27

mari-rae(tee reads: (entangled in cardboard boxes, please send tape...)

As you wish...


Planning Department

Post 28

Amy the Ant - High Manzanilla of the Church of the Stuffed Olive

Hey! Planning to be back planning TOMORROW! (Or possibly the day after tomorrow, you know how it is.)


Planning Department

Post 29

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

Good plan.
Let's do lunch.


Planning Department

Post 30

Amy the Ant - High Manzanilla of the Church of the Stuffed Olive

Let's do several lunches!!! smiley - smiley


Planning Department

Post 31

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

*Dear Diary,
Today I invited an ant to lunch.
And she said 'yes'.
Should I pack a picnic basket?
And a witch wanted to dress me up.
I may have to move the Jaguar.
The mice won't like that.
Oh, could life be any sweeter.*

dot.communism
compliance is fertile


Planning Department

Post 32

Amy the Ant - High Manzanilla of the Church of the Stuffed Olive

Ho hum. Best laid plans of myrmecoids and men, eh? Are you free at the weekend?


Planning Department

Post 33

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

The weak end is my loosest bit. Quite a bit of free play between the thorax and abdomen. It's m'head needs greasing sometimes.


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