Mar 12, 2006 18:48
Ona and Dame Lurch (plus some other patients who usually keep quiet) were allowed out of the towning of Looneyville. Yay, they rock like mountains!! Anyhoomaloo the less than sane six galloped to a centre of agedness to flog the oldies. They quizzed us for many rounds and fed us loverly cuisine and cooking. The six won!!! Now we rule forever the normal worldings, with lemons for crowns and herrings for robes. Ha ha ha aha ha ha. And calm...
Lo, the week in the Ville de Looney will be uneventful, nothing new there. Ona will be staying inside the garden, chained to its sofa and making sweet eyes at the televisual equippment, which will show her pretty horseys jumping. It wants all its to winnybing so it can party with black sun rise and buy lots of boosh products the dayeth followingeth. Ona can hear the Harlot screaming now, but it cares not for its knavery.
Now shut it!
Quotation of the session: "But had I not been a stricken fool I should have gone to Vaynona..." sounds great, can I go?
Word of the session: Lilliputian- well are you? Hum?