Posted by Red-Haired Lass on August 18, 2000 at 15:03:10:
In Reply to: Re: Is anybody missing? posted by Lady Ann on August 18, 2000 at 13:58:35:
: : Well now, I just might have to stop by your shop there and see about those tiny togs you speak of. Got any pointy red hats?
: : Perhaps some wee reindeer fur boots? Some nice shirts made of mouse fur flannel?
: : and sure, I would not be saying you would betray the MacLeod. I more than anyone know how much you must love that man. Besides which, you seem mightily impressed with the size of his claidhmore (is that what they are calling it nowadays? ;) However, I do recall you saying something about spending quite some time on measuring Huron Hunks pertaining to their specific apparel, so wondered.......and you must admit quite a few femmes on the board have begun to give Doc Mary a run for her money (and in the case of the Yangeese Strumpet, even a run for her corner).
: : Ah, but one of Celtic blood could never betray friend, family or loved one. Let me know if you get any breeches made in size 0.005 please - or size L.G. (Large Gnome -not to be confused with human LG)?
: : GnomeDome
: My dear Gnome:
: Regarding the Hurons, I am merely a very careful and most accurate seamstress...when one is dealing with Hurons, the inadvertent pinch or pinprick just might result in a compulsory invitation to one of their infamous barbecues. I hear that certain British officers passing through town have been "invited" for less offence than that!
: We at HH can certainly accommodate your sartorial needs...we carry pointy hats in a veritable rainbow of colors and boots for all seasons and sizes...the mouse flannel shirts have, unfortunately been recalled due to trademark problems...The Mouse tenacles reach even unto Mohicanland....on the other hand, I have a fine shrewish tailor on staff who works wonders with the tiny skins (they are a horror to work with...keep falling off the table...).
: My it has been a long week!
: Lady Ann
Why, my dear wee Gnome friend, tisn't debauchery ye're hearin' from the ladies of Mohicanland...simply the natural healthy desires of red-blooded women allowed to be themselves on the froniter! Granted, I wasn't expectin' all the talk of harnesses an' buckles an'masks an' strange things to do with marmalade that I've heard since movin' here, and surely I've never heard sounds exactly like what comes from the House of Hooo-Haaa...but that's what's wonderful about yer settlement here! Ye let the ladies be themselves! (and really, dear Gnome, how else do ye expect the ladies to respond when there are strappin' folks runnin' about in loincloths!)
Now as for we Celts not betrayin' friend, family or loved one...I happen to be a special example! All the Celtic passion an' fiery temperament ye could want, and NO ONE to betray! Free as the Mohicanland breeze blows, as they say!
Yours in willfull wantonnness,
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