*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[hennible]

The Land of Ban is lovely this time of year... Really it is. You'd be quite surprised...

 

[Bunnylady]

So peaceful . . . . all the solitude you could ever want . . . .

 

[chickwhispers]

Never was a fan of Ban.

 

[hennible]

Like good cheese, it smells bad.

 

[Cynthia12]

Back to macaroon...there are a lot of those in here...macaloonies! If you haven't tried it, don't knock it. They come in many colors, and only in round.

 

[chickwhispers]

I want some of those!

 

[sourland]

There is a big table full down between the moats. Come on down for a moat party and swim.

 

[chickwhispers]

I think I'll just order in tonight. Thanks for the invite though.

 

[sourland]

No one ever wants to come to my parties.

It was not my fault that all of those Youngers mysteriously disappeared.

TOG the radioactive kid may have fallen into the freshwater moat as a lot of the denizens were glowing after his disappearance. No way could I be considered responsible.

 

[Bunnylady]

Well, I'd come to your party, Sour, except that I'm concerned about the menu . . . . I'm afraid I might be on it.