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* Senses that he is being interfered with *

*ducks back behind the sofa... quietly giggles to herself* waits until the coast is clear...

A yacht in the moat? Sounds good.

Sorry I got mixed up, Lurcher.
You and Michele and Ex-Rambling and I
seem to be about the only people who
frequent both this thread and the golf-course
thread (Batty frequents the other one,
but I can't remember if she comes here
as well). So, I easily forget which one
I'm in most of the time.

*Awakens with a start* (a phrase I read somewhere)

Er, a mistake easily made, Paul,..er..you weren`t..er..interferin`with me then, were you?

What type of interference do you
mean, Lurcher?

*sits in a chair by the fire with an opened and half-full McLurchers in her hand... her best "innocent" look on her face*

Ah, it all becomes clear now
Problem solved, Paul, young Michele has that *it wasn`t me* look about her, so it must have been. She can`t even right..

I'll have you know that I've been practising for years now without any problems whatsoever. It was the McLurchers...

I suppose that could be true

Enough McLurchers, and I can`t speak, let alone
A few more, and standing upright becomes a problem.

The solution is a few more..then nothing matters anyway !

Yes, I know you're lurking about... Think it's about time you popped in and left a few replies?

* before the wolf shows up and bites her for being a smart alec! *

Lurking ? Me ?

As if..

*Lines up 12 bottles of McLurchers*

*Michele must be away somewhere...the lake?*

*Settles in for some serious, lonely drinking*

I thought you had gone to bed,
Lurcher. Now you're talking about
a long bout of drinking. Do you
usually drink in bed?

Never..you`ve got your times mixed up!
But I am going shortly..just as soon as you answer the question on my space

Okay, question answered, Lurch....



Now it's too late because you're asleep.


My timing is not great.

*pops in to visit the hunky Lurcher, notices he's not about and puts a case of the new "McLurchers Harvest Blend" into the fridge. Leaves some parmesan/garlic pretzels she made in a baggy in the cupboard, dusts a bit, goes over everything with a pet hair remover, lights a fire in the fireplace and leaves*

Thanks luv.
CU soon.

*sneaks back in, grabs a frosty McLurchers from the fridge, sits back on the sofa and puts her feet up...*

Aaahhhh Now if that darned wolf were just here for a bit of a it would be

It's been way too hectic lately, I'm too busy (not all work), and there's too many unknowns, and I feel like my head is on backwards

Maybe I'll just grab another bottle of McLurchers