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

[Spookwriter]

I never called you no strumpet!!!

You picked that name out of a list all by yourself.
Getting a tab forgetful these days too, I see.

If the shoes fits...

As to calling you a cougar...well....I'm from the city. Yeah,
that's it. I'm from the city and I thought a cougar was an
old fox. See? I was callin you a fox...a FOX.

The harlot...you weren't wearing your glasses that day were
you? We was talking about the CAR LOT...not harlot.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Quote:
Excuses excuses Spook. I don't believe a word of it!

 

[sourland]

Picture a relieved sweat wiping smiley. Glad that was just a misunderstanding. Elders and THE Elder must present a unified front against the obstreperous COY.

 

[Spookwriter]

Have to keep the lady happy, George...she's got the brownies.

Getting late...almost 8:00, where's the kids at tonight? Did someone
forget them at the babysitter's again?

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Who's job was it to pick them up?

 

[sourland]

Perhaps holding hands in a dark corner?

Perhaps they met the sharks?

Perhaps their buckets are stuck, and they can't see the keyboard?

Perhaps-

 

[Spookwriter]

Must of been your day to pick them up at daycare, Em.

Sunday, Nascar race naps for me...George was watching the
football games.

Yep...you must of forgot the kids again. Now how will they get home?

 

[EmtheFishLady]

My minion's are supposed to do my bidding. Where are my minions?

 

[Spookwriter]

We've met your minions...they're at daycare too.

Perhaps they'll ride the tricycles home again? But I heard
Gabe and Tani got in trouble for trying to ride double.

Arthur got caught doing wheelies on his trike, showing off
for the girls. Poor boy...back to the short bus again.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Well, I guess if you need something done right, you better do it yourself. Maybe we should designate a "Younger" Herder.