Posted by Red-Haired Lass on October 03, 2000 at 19:07:54:
In Reply to: Re: Enough! Doc M and TGAT are ... posted by GnomeDome on October 03, 2000 at 16:37:12:
: : : We're melting!!!!!!!! All the mushy lovey-dovey high fives; the gushy romance novelette penned by Seamus (and we thought you were a loyal subject of bloody war!); nurseries & proposals; crapola appreciation; smiles & happy faces; 'thanks for sharing' sharing ... They'll be NO taming of the shrews, we promise you THAT!
: : : Anyway, we thought we might try this 'sharing' thang, too.
: : : For Mohicanland's survival we'll 'share' some secrets, receipts, edicts, banishments, favorite torture methods, war tips, fun things you can do to your pumpkins and uninvited trick or treaters, etc.
: : : I mean, hasn't anyone ever wondered what became of Duncan's nicely roasted carcass? {Hey, sache! What's for dinner?) OR why Alexandria was a bit stressed out that Uncas hadn't yet snared a Delaware woman?
: : : And I know quite a few of you have wondered what Magua did with Munro's heart but were araid to ask.
: : : Yes ... we'll have to start 'sharing.'
: : Yeah! What she said!!! Doc M is going into insulin shock
: : here!! The moon is waxing, there's a crisp cold snap
: : in the air...GNOME HUNT!! GNOME HUNT!!! *tarooo!!! tarooo!!
: : arf! arf! arf!*
: : Doc M
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: Gnome hunt my crusty butt!
: Why would such a gorgeous, wonderful, thoughtful, witty, intelligent, absolutely fantastic speciman of womanhood want to hunt gnomes, when gnomes are so entranced by your qualities and just want to grin and hug you to death? I mean, after all, we think you are perhaps the most wonderfullest person in Mohicanland, and we know deep down inside you have a big, big heart. *hoping, since she is going into "insulin shock", that this diatribe of sacharin smoochiness will drive the nail into her coffin for good!*
: GnomeDome
Well, I must say fer one of the few times in my stay here I'm ashamed of ye all! Who amongst ye endorses GNOME hunts, might I be askin'? Have I entered into an area where there's no respect for the little people? Now, yer Wench is mighty happy about the call fer more mayhem an'craziness around here since even the SWEETEST Scottish lass starts gettin' tired of bein' nice an' sweet hour after hour. I was almost beginnin' to think all those Embrace Your Inner Magua classes I'd been takin' on Wednesday nights were goin' ta wear off. But I must say, if ye be proposin' a hunt of any sort o'wee folk I must protest! Where I was raised the little folk are much valued. They make great spies, accordin' to me warrior Uncle Hamish, an' me Leprechaun friends are amongst the best hooohaaaa guests ye'll ever be havin! Now tell me, Doc M, do ye be huntin' the poor little men in green as well, I'll have to tell 'em to call off the "Sure An'Begorra It's October, It Is" hoohaaa they was plannin' to help us throw at Bumppo's this weekend! And what is this about gnome butter? if it's butter ye be needin', Aunt Winnie's is the best this side of Can-Tuck-ee. Or I could always have some Special Scottishe Body Butter sent to yer cabin if that's what ye be needin. Just ask and it'll be granted...
yers in love for the little folk an' exotic skin care regimens,
Red