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*shares her newly discovered f= with Lurcher*

Here you go, dear..

Batty my sweet!
I just KNEW you`d share with me

And remember, a f= shared is a f= halved..or something!

Bats, a quick glance at my alco-clock tells me the Pub is just opening.
7 mins walk, and a good old English pint or several will be waiting for me
Praps see you later luv?

PS...Actually got some w**k to start tomorrow, so MUST celebrate

Enjoy Lurcher dear! Have a pint or two for me...

Just off on holiday - see you in a couple of weeks

Enjoy Light! Off to the Canary Islands, I take it...

And, warn't that soo ?


Y'all have to visit the Onion Times! It's a satire newspaper.
http://www.theonion.com/

Thanks! It should be good

How did you guess our destination

Tenerife is in the Canary Islands. I was there a few years ago on a cruise. You'll love it..

Dear Lighthousegirl <

If you have not already left have a wondeful break and I hope that the weather is sunny and warm for you. a big AR1

On a dark and stormy night, as the wind moans and the lighting crashes, xxx rambling approaches the 9th hole. She's tried this before, but something caused the ball to miss...

Rob the gopher zombie keeps a look out for his living cousins and Clyde, dressed in combat helmet and body armor, hands a putter. She lines up the shot and swings...it's a long drive! Up in the air it goes, just as a cousin of Lurcher's steps out of the 19th hole and climbs into his golf cart. As the wind whips up, the ball is carried beyond the green to come smashing down on the head light of Lurcher's cousin's golf cart.

He climbs out, grumbling, and John Lurcher Talbott walks around to inspect the damage. As comes galloping up on Clyde, John sees the ...

He begins to transform...

climbs down off of the camel and watches. "Ooo, that's gotta hurt." As the transformation is completed, she smiles. "Don't mind me, I'm just playing through." But, for some irrational reason, the werewolf just growls and snatches up the ball. He seems to be a bit miffed about the broken cart headlight. demands her ball back, but the werewolf eats it.

"That was totally unnessasary!" xxx r cries, and Clyde, noticing that the strange fellow is licking his chops, .

As the cowardly camel disappears, steps up belligerently and demands, Now, see what you've done? He was carrying my clubs!The were wolf promptly eats her.

(to be continued...on halloween night, naturally)

to all...

Missed all of you! The cruise was lovely, a bit rushed though (different port everyday!).

The islands were lovely, especially St. Thomas and St. John!

Nice to see you back Michele!

The trip sounds a bit hectic.. but great!!

More details as and when, please

*As the sun rises, John Lurcher Talbot (JLT for short), finds himself standing outside the 19th, sweating profusely, with a strange feeling of dread.
Something has happened, but what?
Why is he standing by a golf buggy, so early in the morning?
Why is one headlight on, and one broken? It just doesn`t add up.
Scratching his head..(thinks..must get a haircut) he walks back into the clubhouse and pours himself a large McLurchers.
The strange feeling won`t leave him, and his throat feels sore.....*

Sore throat again??? Balls are for FETCHING dear..

Um some people might dissagree with you on that one Batty...

Ah, well, Lurcher, old chap. We're running a little low on the supplies at the old nightclub/golf course! Here's the order *Hands over a massive list and a few rupies* Might as well get in a few rounds of golf.

*steps out doors, to find a crashed golf course blocking path. A frightened-looking Clyde cowers behind a bush*

What's this? Here, you, c'mere! Can't have dromedaries running amok on old Lurcher's course! *tries his hand at Camel wrangling, but Clyde bolts. gives chase*...