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[dsvick]

Originally Posted by happy_terd

I am from Akron. The guy isnt going to be allowed back in.

I'm from Cleveland, we shouldn't have let him out

[dsvick]

Originally Posted by poohbear_nc

Meanwhile, back at the Chicken Ranch...

[GeoffC]

What did you expect ? Cattle ! ? There is a financial crisis going on at the moment, props are getting harder to rent out these days .....

[Vintage Season]

Originally Posted by poohbear_nc

Meanwhile, back at the Chicken Ranch...

Originally Posted by dsvick

Originally Posted by GeoffC

What did you expect ? Cattle ! ? There is a financial crisis going on at the moment, props are getting harder to rent out these days .....

Associative connotation, perhaps?

- M.

[GeoffC]

[recluse]

In New York City, we have free range prostitutes.

[poohbear_nc]

HIGH NOON



INTERMISSION

TO CATCH UP ON THE STORY LINES

[Oh - you can grab a snack too]

[Let's all go out to the lobby!]

The merciless hot sun beat down on the unforgiving desert landscape. Creatures large and small scurried for any shade, any cover from the withering rays. Most did not find any relief from the baking temperatures, and curled in whimpering softly, dreaming of night fall and blessed cool darkness.

Sheriff HarryT's party was in trouble. Bad trouble. They had been following the gray doggie into the now trackless desert. But the bad doggie had mistaken prairie dogs for a skwirrels and led the party deep into a fiery oven of death, as he chased after the gamboling rodents deeper and deeper into the limitless sands of death. Now HarryT, bob, and the Judge lay sprawled on the sands, shaded only the the carcasses of their horses, close to death themselves. The doggie's garish hat literally glowed under the sun, as his gasping pants rasped from his dust-dry throat. Chortling prairie dogs circled the hapless party, already arguing over the disposition of the shiny bits of metal worn by the silly human intruders. Vultures drifted down from their lofty thermals to land next to the group, serviettes in place for the upcoming feast. The alpha-vulture had dibs on the doggie's hat -- to use as an umbrella on his nest. Judge Nate became delirious and babbled "This is plumb worse than the time I fell asleep in the tanning bed!" No one answered.

What will become of our brave, if foolhardy, band of lawmen?


Meanwhile, over at the camp of the vivacious vixens of vigilantism, Lawyer Tom was taking individual depositions from each lady for the upcoming class action lawsuit against Seasonings. Fortunately, Tom had always suffered keenly from hay fever, so his stuffed-up sinuses were impervious to the pervading aroma of mink oil, which intensified greatly as the sun warmed the buttery soft leather.

Recluse clung in his tree with his kitten, glowing a soft, warm green as his furry friend purred contentedly. But the aromatic waftings from the ladies' garb was attracting uninvited guests. Recluse glanced out to see packs of coyotes congregating around the camp, jaws wide open slavering drool that evaporated as soon as it touched the burning sand. He instinctively reached for his bell rope to sound the alarm, but realized he wasn't in his belfry anymore! He raced up and down the tree trying to puzzle out how to warn the camp. Aha! Of course! He gently lifted the kitten, which was wearing a tiny bell on his pink collar, and began to gently rock the kitten from side to side, producing a cute tinkly sound. It was the best he could do! Would it be enough to warn the camp of their impending status as a smorgasbord luncheon for all the coyote clans lurking around MR-Rock?

What will become of our brave, if aromatic, band of vigilantes?

(To Be Continued ..... )
(Will Those Dang-blasted Rangers Ever Arrive?)
(Will Lawyer Tom Finally Win His First Case .... Or Become a Road Kill Blue Plate Special?)

Stay Tuned ......

[GeoffC]

".....vivacious vixens of vigilantism...."

[recluse]

Oh, Good Lord!
I'm trying to sound a warning by jingling a kitten over the noise of five women and a lawyer?

All I gotta do is goose one of the girls. If you do it right, the resulting scream will kill anything with hearing more sensitive than a tree.

And the smell of five unbathed, sunbaked prostitutes would scare off anything, including ghouls.

[kindlekitten]

*chortle*

signed;

vixenkitten

[GeoffC]

Originally Posted by kindlekitten

*chortle*

signed;

vixenkitten

she said vivaciously ....

[WT Sharpe]

I'm not worried about my character. Unless Lawyer Tom attempts to sue the coyotes, they'll probably leave him alone out of professional courtesy; but what about the ladies? Coyotes are also known as prairie wolves, and have even been known to successfully mate with wolves on occasion; and everyone knows you can't trust a wolf to be a gentleman around a lady! Oh, dear!!!

[kindlekitten]

Originally Posted by WT Sharpe

I'm not worried about my character. Unless Lawyer Tom attempts to sue the coyotes, they'll probably leave him alone out of professional courtesy; but what about the ladies? Coyotes are also known as prairie wolves, and have even been known to successfully mate with wolves on occasion; and everyone knows you can't trust a wolf to be a gentleman around a lady! Oh, dear!!!

hmmmm kittens and coyotes?

[GeoffC]

Originally Posted by kindlekitten

hmmmm kittens and coyotes?

go together like a .......

[recluse]

Serious question....

Shaking a kitten is like shaking a baby, right?

And poor recluse is all alone, while a group of women consider breeding with coyotes. And a lawyer.